John, stand behind her and run your hands over Debbie’s breasts for us will you? That’s very good. Natural size C cups? That’s a very nice smile... - you certainly appear to be enjoying this, which is a good sign for our regular Friday afternoon sessions if you are successful.Now undo her blouse for us, John, so we can get a better look at Debbie’s brassiere. That’s right John, just slip it off – wonderful. Debbie, just do a twirl for us so we can see you properly; hold your arms above your head. Traffic on NY 231 was too sparse to annoy him, and the Compton farm across the way was as idle as his own. That morning, he’d been sitting on his porch for about an hour, musing indifferently over a mediocre fantasy novel, when the girl ambled into view. Foot traffic on NY 231 was unusual in the extreme. It was a truck route, a bypass for the city of Onteora. It had no sidewalks, and was flanked by no consumer-oriented stores or places of employment. It connected to US 90, forty miles to the. .the one that you ALL agreed was the best way of replenishing our missing specialised interstellar energy source!! Now, Hailsurt1 had been managing the extraction of that energy from the local human lesbian population quite smoothly until that madman of a weapons officer decided to try and short-circuit the programme. And by leaving all the women that he ‘harvested’ in a coma, he almost brought us to the attention of the general populace! Completely against our operating guidelines you’ll note!. All your doctors say that you will be unscathed by this incident. There will be nothing wrong with you, when you return to us. If you are so determined to leave us, and join your mother in death, do it. End our misery, because you are not being fair to us. Staying in limbo solves nothing. You said you wanted to die, because of what those people were doing to you. If you still feel that way, ‘Die Already.’ Instead of a having a beautiful wedding, where you are escorted down the aisle by your.