I jerked off at least 5 times thinking about C. I was excited beyond belief.9 am, football field. There she was. She wore a leather skirt, a jeans jac...ket with spikes and a black top. Her bra pushed her tits nicely together and her cleavage gave me a boner right away. I wore heavy jeans so it wasn't that obvious.I went over to her, she made a gesture to follow her. We went to a little shed nearby. Surprisingly the door was open."I saw you watching me" she said. I blushed so hard my cheeks. She had a few hours before her shift at McDonald's, so she killed time by painting her toenails and tending to her fire lizard. She loved the way Ricky's blue skin shone when it was freshly oiled, and Ricky always communicated to her the pleasure he felt when she tended him.Just now, he lay atop the television, where he frequently slept (she thought he loved the warmth it gave off) when he was well fed and groomed.Linda began to fidget on the bed. Her boobs felt sensitive, almost achy, as. We had exchanged email addresses and I had said, "If you need any help with MBA work, I did that course ten years ago and would be glad to help." It had been a pleasant dalliance, soon forgotten. We emailed each other once just to esatblish contact and no more. I had forgotten about it until this moment, when she turned up again. All of this fleeted through my mind as I said "Yes, I was just leaving - are you buying bread or here for coffee?" "I guess you could twist my arm about coffee, if. It was day, or at least whatever passed for day in hell-space. The sky never got brighter than a deep brownish-red."You were lucky to get discharged when you did," Robert Cameron said one night. He was on leave and had come over to share a few beers with Heinlein.Heinlein said nothing. He was fairly certain being left with a face like the Frankenstein's monster's ugly kid brother in no way qualified as 'lucky'."They're finding whole new levels of shit-hole to post the grunts now," Cameron.