I sat up on the bed, back to the wall. Holly was laying on top off my legs, head creeping up my legs to my crotch. Good morning she said. Then she put... her mouth on my cock. She had become quite the cock sucker. No hands, all mouth throat tongue and lips. She had learned to deepthroat, not at my urging but from her competitive nature. She didn’t like the idea of not being good something, anything. She was like this about everything, try pointing out a mistake in her driving and you’ll learn this. Even though Tamara was thirteen years old she was only in the sixth grade. She had failed the third and fifth grades and had to repeat them. Tamara said that she didn’t like school and couldn’t wait to turn sixteen so that she could drop out.The one thing that Tamara had going for her was her looks. She was a pretty little thing, her blonde hair was a very nice length, and her figure was not too bad either.Tamara sure talked big for a little girl. She talked about boys and making out. She even. . come home and be furious at the waste of time and money. Taking him away from the vital work he's doing. Putting him through all the hassles in and out of Congo. The costs of travel..." she shrugged. "Personally ... now ... I could not care less. He will be ... unpleasant. I'm not sure he might not become violent..." she looked down at her feet for a few seconds then looked at me. "Come and find me, Edward. Give me five minutes, please. Excuse me, Dulcie."As she left the room, Dulcie and I. I’m not saying it’s bad, but consider XX-XY. It would be named for the chromosomes for female and male, the female being first. It implies sex, but is not quite as obvious.”“Good idea, I like it. We have three others, and the four of us will be voting on it on Tuesday.”“OK Roy, fair enough. I only have one demand. That the name in no way be demeaning or offensive. No ‘Hot Whore Games’, or anything like that. Other than that, I am pretty much open to just about anything. Oh, and expect next week.