“Omigod, you bastard,” she mutters, “Total shit, fuck, fuck, fuck.” Sounds like a good idea to me, so I slide her off the counter and let her ...ollapse on her knees. I extricate the fucking tackle, not without difficulty, and let her have it, to shut her up as much as anything. She’s avid, and quite expert, diving on my standard-size cock and gobbling it down like a cormorant, but then laying back and using her tongue in an educated fashion, treating it more like an all-day sucker than chewing. "Volley after volley of tank rounds came flying in and the explosions continued. So did the flashes from the lasers within the trenches. Another three minutes ticked by, during which Sanchez noted on the telemetry that the enemy tanks had spread out and were now zigzagging back and forth even though neither one of these actions was an effective deterrent against speed of light weaponry."Command reports targets are coming into range of ground level units," Sanchez suddenly yelled. "Get ready,. Anyway, I happened to look down at her and saw her looking up at me, I winked and gave her a thumbs up and she laughed, waved and gave me a big smile.Ripper was a big black dude, built like a tank, and the book on him was that he was a plodder. No fancy footwork, just walk into you and wear you down until you were too tired and then he'd nail you. The bell rang for the first round and I danced out and met Ripper in the middle of the ring and my first punch was a left jab that skipped past his. Some of the vendors had returned to their booths and were watching us real close. Two little white fiats turned onto the street, their roof mounted lights flashing and sirens wailing. Four policemen jumped out, white gloves, pith helmets, revolvers on a white lanyard, and ran over to us.Behind them came a Mercedes army truck, which disgorged several heavily armed troops. Behind the truck, Webb pulled up in one of our Suburbans. The policemen began to talk and gesture animatedly to us while the.