Seeing that it was Rance, she answered immediately."Good morning, sweetie! It's a bit early, though. Is everything okay?" Her brow furrowed, however, ...s she struggled to understand him."Whoa, slow down! ... No, I got that ... What? ... What about ice? ... Okay ... Okay ... What do you mean, surgery? ... You're in the ICU again? ... Rance, you're not making sense..."Suddenly her eyes widened and she looked over at Henry and Janis in panic. Willing herself to calm down, she closed her eyes and. This in conjunction with the 'Hooter's' personal shields, tended to produce few beings stupid enough to attack any of them. Those that did try to kidnap one of the officers early on, did not repeat their mistake, nor pass on their genes to the genetic pool, and served as an abject lesson for others that might be tempted. The Nondeaka had no trouble squeegeeing up the resulting mess, nor did they complain about the source of the nutrients.Shortly after the disaster, all Protectorate and MQ. " She wiggled her bare feet, red toenails flashing, which led my eyes up her legs to her denim shorts. They must have stolen her bra too, or she didn't bother with one. Not that I was aiming for potholes, but her tits jiggled wildly within her stretched t-shirt with a scoop collar.She kept rubbing her crotch through her shorts, and then noticed I'd seen. "Sorry. The guy who did me was really big, but insensitive, you know? He just wanted to dump. It left me sore."Dump as in cum? "I wish there. Then she noticed Jim still standing in his open doorwaywatching them. She felt a hot blush suffuse her skin fromher toes to her scalp."Um... Brad, you know my roommate Jim?" she mumbled. Shereleased Brad's shirt and nervously patted at her hair.Brad circled her waist possessively with one hand. Hecasually slid it down to cup her ass. He couldn't have madehis message clearer without a branding iron. He grinnedcontemptuously. "Sure. Jim. I've seen you around."Jim didn't return the grin. He stared.