Unless they’re undead, of course. That’s quite unacceptable.“Still stupid if you attack the undead, anyway, though they can’t be destroyed. I�...�m not keen on the example set by those who assault my troops. That’s a direct challenge to me and my authority. That’s rebellion. Treason,” I pointed out now, “by the way, Mayor Billey is now Private Billey in the Undead Guard. Congratulations, Private Billey. Take him somewhere and induct him formally into our ranks, Nydia.”Nydia, wearing only boots, of. I called out and no one answered. I yelled for anyone around to hear me and then he showed up. "No need to yell lad I'm sitting right here." Was the voice I heard and sure enough when I turned around he was sitting in one of the chairs drinking tea.I looked at him but couldn't really describe him and before I could ask he said "Yes that's right I'm God and you're dead. Why don't you take a seat so we can chat a bit." Looking at the room again and back to the empty chair I decided to do as he. I start go towards him just to make some small talk 'he must be on his phone or a portable game system' I think.As I get closer I can see that he has his cock in his hand and he is pumping up and down. I get in front of him and he still does not notice me. I sit on the nasty floor of the subway and say out load 'HEY' he stops and stares in horror. 'You look like you need a hand' I say with a smileI take his cock into my hand and start moving it up and down. My blue eyes look up to meet his, he. JAG Office 54653 was an entire floor of the building and I was asked by a human Ensign to wait in a boring lobby until I was called with a few arm chairs and a low table littered with fleet magazine foils.A single room plant in the corner looked somehow forlorn. Every now and then women in high heeled shoes and skirt suits would stalk down the corridor and disappear in one of the many doors. I could see the desk with the Ensign and after 12 minutes I asked him if I was at the right place and if.