"Why are you both so smug?" asked L'mar."There are no Weyrlings here to impress the clutches," stated D'ven."We will have a long jump in search of sui...table candidates," statedB'nard, Bronze Killith's rider."We will start now, but we will know how many as soon as the clutches arelaid," stated D'ven. "B'nard, take half the wing and carry the news toLanding. Bring back what you can, F'ron will join L'mar's wing in searchfor another suitable Weyr site. I think we should plan to stay here,since the. Moments before they struck the warheads broke apart and streaked away in a hundred directions. The area in front of our lines vanished in a plasma storm fifty kilometers wide and five hundred long.What was left of my suit continued to send out the medical response request. It had dumped all the suit pain meds into me and sealed the arms and legs. I was out and it took awhile for a fleet medic to reach me. He shoved what was left of me into a stasis bag and sent it back. The enemy was shattered. I’ll nip out to the car and get my atlas and we can see if there is anything that appeals; how does that sound?” Beryl smiled: “Perfect, Love, just perfect!”With Beryl sitting closely by my side, in itself a very pleasant experience, I opened the page to the map of Devon and Cornwall, and specifically our location.“As you can see, we are well located here. Depending on what we want to see, within thirty-five or forty miles of us there are several large towns and cities or to the north,. Looking at her face I could see her anxiety grow the more the glass filled. Every pause near the end of my piss gave her false hope that I was finished, but each pause was followed by another stream until I was finally empty and the glass was full. I handed Han the warm glass and we sat up together on the bed while she quietly finished sipping down the rest of my piss. Once Han emptied the glass I pushed her down prone on the bed. I spread her ass cheeks, gave her little asshole a deep.