The news they had been given had been generally positive. The surgeon had promised that she would not show scars on her face, but that there was some ...nerve damage, and her smiles and frowns would look a little lopsided. Liz had been relieved at the news.Josh's response, on the other hand, had been very angry. He had cursed the Communists and swore vengeance on Stalin, the factory that had produced the bomb, the Russian air force and the bomber crew who had done this to his Princess. According. "No thanks," I said.What the fuck are you doing? the question came from the controller.I'm trying to find out what the Deacon is up to, I replied in a silent message.Since we weren't going to fool anyone, I decided just to go for it. When the waitress returned with the beer I asked, "We are having a party at my place the weekend after Christmas, New Years, and we need a few girls. who should I talk to?" I asked."I ain't got no idea," she said."So much for that ten dollar tip," I said. "All I. Her pussy was shaved, with full lips and folds. I needed to taste it and I ran my tongue up the length, sucking her clit between my lips. The head of my cock was literally dripping precum; I rubbed it between her pussy lips to get her wet and slipped the fat head of my dick into her. paused for a moment then pushed the full length of my shaft inside her. I watched my dick push past her lips and open her slit up like a rose.With a jolt her eyes opened and my hands went to the belt, still. The slut/whore in her emerged when Shane entered her the second time. Putting her knees next to her head, she said, loud and clear, "Fuck me Shane. Fuck me hard."He rode her hard and fast, until they both cum. At seven AM, Vicky woke up. She played with Shane's limp cock. As he woke up and ye old cock got hard, playfully she said, "Fuck Mister?" Oh, Yes!"Vicky's time in the various offices ended in a year and a half. In each office, there had been a lot of whispers about the demure female that.