.." he paused for a moment. "Yes? What is it?" she asked, trying to break the strained pause. "Well, this last four weeks without you has made me real...ze how much you mean to me. Elizabeth, I had such a wonderful time with you before you left. Then when you were gone, I was sent back to the way things were before I met you and I was able to clearly see what you brought into my life. "Tim, what are you trying to say? Just say it..." she said, getting a bit scared of the buildup. "Elizabeth, I am. Morg made the points,"We were brought up in a fleet that was training for combat with more advanced weaponry on a galactic scale and we observed that fleet and its opponents over nearly two decades of combat so we have higher standards all round. This lot are still in the line of battle with energy weapons and torpedoes stage...The conflict in Terrestrial n space is going to be a slugging match if push comes to shove as the Norlant fleet is tied to Chen...The Mounties are working up those. We didn't fight (of course we teased) and we always respected each other. Movies, Video Games, Dinner, whatever we could do together, we did it. I was her protector, too. Her being 15 and me being 17, I had to defend her from all the immature little assholes tweaking off of puberty-built testosterone and and an undeniable quench for some hot ass. And that was EXACTLY what Mariela was, some hot piece of ass. Now even though I was a lot more mature than some high school freshmen, I was only a. Methodically and thoroughly, he made sure that she would be bruised and sore all over. He paid attention to the sides of her butt, the sides of her thighs and even some of the inside of her butt cheeks, earning him extra loud yelps. When, after almost half an hour, he finally stopped, she was a mess of red and purple patches, and dark bruises forming all over. Thanks to the rhythmic approach, and the heavy rubber slipper, he was hardly tired. At firt she hardly seemed to notice he had finished..