It responded.“It’s not you,” I said.“I know.”(It was.)She turned away from me, curled up a little. Her ass was hanging out of her pajama pan...ts and pointing at me. Every time one of us shifted, we slowly moved closer to each other.After a minute or so of silence she said, “We could do stuff.”“We could,” I said. “But we shouldn’t.”“Should we?”“Probably not.”By this point I was almost touching her butt. She moved and felt me. “We’re not blood,” she said.We talked about it a bit, about how we could. I've overheard rumours that you know exactly what you're doing, especially with your mouth. I want to experience it." The girls talk a lot, don't they? I hope it's only about good things."Hooking Louise's panties aside with my thumb, I display her glistening pussy, and spread her labia apart, perversely watching as I explore inside with a finger. With her quietly moaning as I cautiously increase to another, I'm overcome with obscene images of how she'll respond to my thick cock penetrating. We have no time to formulate grandiose strategies, so this battle will be a pretty simple, although deadly, event. We are going to deploy one hundred Warriors along with one thousand support soldiers in the transports. The transports will be the artillery, and there will be no backup forces. You must succeed. I wish you luck."A roar of talk broke out among the soldiers and Warriors, all wondering who would be the ones to enter the battle, and who would remain behind to watch over the base. Ben. This morning you had got up, eaten a light breakfast and went to pick up the mail, which usually got here pretty early in the trucks route. Aside from the usual bills and garbage offers on the house there was something really odd in this round of mail.There was a letter addressed to you specifically, which isn’t really odd but what was inside it was what made it weird.The letter invited you to a place called the Furry Pet Shop sponsored by the Gene Reaserch Foundation, it advertised a location.