"What do you mean?", Paul asked.Staring Paul straight in eyes, Karen stated, "You'll see. These arethe rules...Period!"On Saturday, Karen presented Pa...l with a dozen pair of bikinipanties. They were all new, and were all in different fabrics, styles,and colors. She also gave him 3 new bras, all in an A cup size thatwould fit him without stuffing. Paul always had slightly swollenbreasts since puberty."Now Paul", She insisted, "the best way for you to imagine what agirl feels like between her. The fellow raised his hands, indicating for her to slow down, with an obvious effort she did.The owner interrupted, he said we should sit ourselves out on the veranda, take as long as you like, he told us.A long conversation ensued, whilst I sat impatiently waiting. The fellow then, in halting English, confirmed that Fulala was indeed from the Wodaabe people. The slavers targeted their women for their beauty, they were worth a fortune to them. He explained that Fulala wanted to tell me of her. ”“Yes, sir. Sending orders now.”“Medical teams, you are to assist with casualty retrieval and treatment on the damaged ships. Expect a lot of radiation burns.” The harsh tones of the AI warned us.“On our way,” Flinn replied as we hurried to our designated landing craft.It was a chaotic appearing situation, with several ships limping out of the combat zone, often towing a crippled vessel. The AIs guided us in, along with the medical shuttles of the Medical Carriers. This enabled us to aid and. It was twitching in my boxers, stretching the fabric, even pulling the elastic waist-band a couple inches away from my body. My blood was boiling; the feel of my underwear, tight against the throbbing head of my cock was torture. She was so incredibly beautiful, naked and on her knees, looking up so that her wide, dark eyes were staring right into mine. Finally, I had to close my eyes; otherwise I’d have popped from the stimulation of my boxers on my cock. Shit! Even with my eyes shut, it.