They are making pingers, Sir. Thousands and thousands of pingers.”“I’ve heard the term, pingers, what are they? it is a piece of equipment that ...he Navy doesn’t use.”“Well Sir, that’ll take a little explanation. You know that all mass has gravity? That things with a lot of mass, have a lot of gravity. Pingers work on that principle. A pinger is basically a transmitter. We put a pinger, or a spread of pingers, out at a specific trajectory. Now they will continue on forever, unless they are acted. 'I will return to continue our little tryst but first I wish to set plans in motion for completing the conquest of your country'. She snarls and calls him every vile name she can think of but ends up sobbing at the end. She knows her fate is sealed. Her life now completely his to keep or end at his slightest whim.He throws on his robe and goes out the door, slamming it and locking it behind him. She scans the room. There is a barred window, a large wooden bed, a table with a water pitcher and. I dismounted and sat on the very edge of the bed, my legs spread wide with my heels still on the floor. "Now, come and obey me, lick me clean!"Like an submissive servant, he crawled over to me and, still on all fours, gently touched my pussy with his tongue. "Hurry up, I don't want to get pussy juice on my bed." Although he was sucking and licking for all he was worth, I knew it was a lost cause because the faster he lapped, the better it felt and the more liquid I made. "Let me move further up. .. trying to see my happiness... they were glued up my Y. I wondered if he could think what it looked like, the real thing, my pussy. I told myself.. .do you like the view, Mr. Newcomer? Are you being a dirty old man? I knew that answer. I stood up and went to a different side of the booth. I bent over as if looking for something of interest in a stack of folders on the floor, knowing I was displaying a lot of thigh and maybe more. I than went to the ladies room.