She threw her head back to rest on the arm of the sofa, and sighed.I focused on the nipple, sucking it, teasing it with my tongue, and rubbing my lips... on it. I then sucked practically her whole breast into my mouth, and sucked while I rubbed her nipple with my tongue. I put everything I had into sucking that breast. My entire universe was centered in that breast.She pulled me off, cupped her left breast with her left hand, and moved my head to that one. I didn't tease this time, but immediately. Our motto was 'Fall like a cannonball, strike like a bayonet." 20 klicks?" Jorge exclaimed. "Don't you need oxygen for that?" Nah." Zoë answered. "If you just hold your breath in a head down, streamlined attitude, terminal velocity at over 300 KPH will get ya into breathing air before you have to take another breath. We were jumping Fireflies back then and that's why the Cap here bought Serenity after the war."Jane interrupted. "Oh great, more space-borne stories, pretty soon Mal n' Zoë are. It would be a fluke, but it does happen,’ he said. ‘Now, Irish, pretend like you like me.’ He turned her face, put one hand on the back of her head and gave her a firm kiss on her lips for a few seconds. He pulled his head back and winked. ‘All for the part, Irish,’ he said, ‘all for the part.’ Yeah right, fuckhead. Oh, you’re sulking. Don’t like to see me have some fun? **** She was nodding as she listened to him intently, feeling that familiar tingle race down her spine as his lip brushed. She had been caught like a whore with Sally’s husband and her clothes reflected that. My thoughts were, ‘where did those clothes come from?’ They certainly didn’t come from any wardrobe she kept at home.“Okay Sally, give it to me?”Sally came back without any hesitation. Sarah and I sat back and listened. “I already have. I told you your status. You are a low down fucking whore, nothing more, and nothing less. You’re the lowest of the low.”“So what does that make you? You are married to a man.