"This might just be a fair fight."They circled each other looking for an opening. The Leader dropped hischest armor and the useless explosives underne...th, feeling the need forspeed more than protection. Micki dropped her hands in an effort todraw her opponent in and the Leader took the bait. He attacked with bothfists flying, but Micki dodged or blocked all his blows, then hit him inthe chest so hard with her open palm it knocked him across the room. Hestumbled to his feet, growling and pulled. When I reached the couch, I turned to look at him. He had followed along behind me and stood only a few feet away. As I watched, he flexed the muscles in his arms and chest, showing off his body. "Like what you see, boy? Ready for some action?" I could only nod my head. "Then strip, faggot," he said as he sprawled on the couch. He watched me as I pulled off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and socks and dropped my shorts and underwear."Still looking ready to be fucked, whiteboy. You got a nice. I crossed the room, took Jeff’s hand and led him to our bedroom. I closed the door and went over to hug him. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head on his chest.I listened to his heartbeat for a minute before I said, “I had no idea how hard this was going to be for you. I’m sorry, Jeff. I thought I’d be the one getting raked over the coals.”He squeezed me tight and said, “I love you, Rebecca. I had a long talk with Dr. Carter and without revealing too many secrets he gave me some. First, Erica begged the marine to allow us to take her Great-aunt Louisa with her. She pointed out that we had no experienced mothers, (Louisa is a childless spinster, but we didn't tell the marine that, besides, John was clinging to her.). The marine muttered something and then agreed to allow it.Next, one of the girls who had performed in Cats burst into tears. Well, actually it started while Erica was still discussing allowing us to pick up. This girl was wailing hysterically, and no one.