The rest of the couches lined the rear walls of the pod. There wasn't much room for the six people who were supposed to be inhabiting an emergency pod... in fact you could not have all six standing at the same time. An extended period in a pod this small would be a trying experience, even if it wasn't part of an emergency.For a single person, it wasn't that bad. It was about the size of a commuter cube, those short-stay closets you could rent at spaceports when you had to lay-over and catch a. When they were at the pavilion or spa, the women wore heels. Otherwise they wore simple canvas shoes or went barefoot. In addition, the first sex participant was next seen with a fresh queen of spades tattoo on her breast. She did have some say of the positioning of the tattoo. That way when she returned to her civilian life, she could wear clothing that either hid the tattoo or she could let it show for the world. That gave some insight to the husbands and guests about how the women would. This had to be another example of how I was being messed with, physically, but it got enjoyable and I got hard. Then he stopped and made Janine crawl under me and suck me and things just got WILD! He hunched over me and rubbed my ... titties ... and it didn't matter that he was pouring it to me like a slide-hammer -- it felt GREAT! I squirted once into Janine's mouth, and I got off once dry and somewhere in there I realized that the more he treated me like a woman, the more I liked it! I wanted. Maddi wanted to ask what the fuck Shannon was doing, but she was too preoccupied keeping the pleasure going with her own hand. Shannon apologized and moved across the room to the chest of drawers in the corner. She pulled a pen out from one of the drawers and then went back to her sister. She closed her eyes and began eating her sister, much like the way she had just been eaten. But unseen to Maddi, who was gnashing her teeth on a pillow to keep from screaming, Shannon slipped the pen in.