We talk to the women too.”“Really? Should you?”“Why not? Victoria and I may be ladies, but we’re all sisters under the skin Jake. If you pri...k me do I not bleed? And we’re not going to catch anything by talking to them. Sometimes we give them a little money, a sixpence or sometimes a shilling. We know they will usually spend it on gin, but if it makes their life a little better...”“You give them money! You’re not trying to convert them are you? Like all the Methodists and whatever?”“No, Jake,. Somehow, she felt it had become her responsibility to ensure New Eden's survival. She wished she knew how she had been handed that mantel. She surely didn't want it, but she knew that her Carte Blanche status had something to do with her having to bear it. The survival of her Earth friends was necessary as well, and she needed to get them all in the same place – here, safely ensconced inside New Eden.The smell of coffee and frying meat lightened her spirits as they wafted through the hallway. She had a nice smile, big thick black hair, and a large body, with voluptuous breasts. His head was between her legs, licking her pussy, and her eyes were closed, enjoying the scene. You said I should touch her and I wanted to, but I decided not to because you did not feel comfortable sharing. So I just stayed with you as we watched for a while. Then we continued, watching and listening as men and women gave pleasure to each other. In a small alcove there was one woman on her hands and knees. Once I managed to bite her tongue for the pain I experienced. Now all I felt was the girth of his cock inside me. After a short pause and two or three violent shoves, the man gave a cry of pain about the same time as mine. The woman and the man spoke in their language which I did not understand then the woman said, while the man was still holding his cock inside me, "My sweet baby you have become great you have done no wrong to my bad man. If you feel more pain you must promise not to scream..