They pressed me again about my CAP score.I started telling them that they didn’t understand what they were asking for. Concubinage was absolute and ...permanent. To be transported they would probably have public sex with a sponsor during a “test drive” and certainly must walk stark naked onto wherever they were headed for.I could see them squirm in excitement. Nobody they knew (except horny teenage boys) talked about these things, so I was seen as an expert. It was delicious to just think about. I know she needs air. That is why my mutt's throat is working my cock so good.I twist mutt miem's head so i can see her eyes! They are still a wonderul blue and i love looking inot them! She's crying tears roll down her cheeks into her mouth around my cock. The blue orbs bulge and turn red. I pull her off my cock! A large hunk of her hair comes off in my hand. Mutt sucks in air1 Her life depends on how much air she'll get now!"ppp...ppleaassseee mm.mm. mark! mutt needs a.. airrrrr.. Jim, Arthur, and I didn't have much trouble learning to use the weapons because we were familiar with guns and had shot them most of our lives, but the others had to work harder. By being recoil compensated, the guns could be fired as pistols, or, with a flip-out stock, fired as shoulder weapons. Aiming was done by putting a red spot on the target and squeezing the trigger; the bullet would hit the red spot. There was a great gizmo on the guns called a "video sight." With this sight, we could. I must have been in my own little world when the guy next to me tapped on my arm to wake me from my mental fantasies. The class had ended and everyone was nearly out of the lecture hall. I looked up and it was a guy I saw in class on occasions. He had a concerned look on his face and I did a double take as I snapped out of my stupor and came back to attention. “Are you alright?” he asked me and I told him that I must have been daydreaming. “Must have been a good dream.” he joked and then.