I was always having nasty fantasies even as a girl, and on our big landholding it wasn't hard to watch the older lads and their lasses at their privat...e love-play, either day or night. He fucked my tiny little ass good, and I swear I had a smile on my face for the next entire week. He liked fucking my ass, and he even made me suck him and clean his dirty shaft off a few times afterwards. I didn't really like it at first, except for the feeling of nastiness that it gave me, but after awhile I. The base was deserted, and there were no natives for hundreds of miles in any direction. There couldn’t be, it was a tundra out there. The weight of it was reassuring, however, so he slipped the gun into his coat pocket.Okay. He had tools, he had food, he had an emergency environment suit. Time to get to work.Schaffer heaved the heavy box of food cans onto the dining table with a loud crash. He had somewhat overestimated their weight, he still wasn’t used to this damned gravity. These were all. She was no poet, and she had not written verse since her novitiate, but the lines had kept her up half the night, sick with guilt and desire. The girl had left her knickers on her desk — in playfulness or contempt, she could not say. If she had not gone back to check the windows and the lights, they would have stayed there for a full week, to be discovered when classes resumed after the holiday. She had taken them to bed with her, and as she lay awake, refining the poem in her mind, she had. She told me and Mom that she felt safer around me.Mona had changed. We had never been close but now we became so close. I listened to her stereo in her room with her.Mona said "I feel so safe with you around" she smiled and said I was her big brother. I am 16 and 6'2" and on the High School Wrestling Team.One night as we talked Mona said "I am damaged goods, what boy would ever want me now."I told her "no that is not true!"She asked in a pained voice "would you want me?"I hesitated and Mona was.