The stress of worrying over the succession wasn’t doing her health a lot of good either.Olivia’s people tended to be shorter than the average huma...n was. The women were more rounded with large breasts, and the men were broad chested and muscular. Zarka believed they were a mix of indigenous, Genteli and Burgis races. Women were considered sexy if they had nice big tits and ample hips.Their current dress styles were designed to emphasise these assets.Still cranky with the unfairness of the whole. I sat next to Ray, and I kept thinking about Laura wearing those cum stained panties and bra and her look as she looked at my cock -- I knew she felt guilty as she kept thinking of my cock.Anyway, the day went well, too rainy again for motorcycle rides so Laura took k**s to mall and around and Ray and I watched some porn and talked. Laura came home and fixed us a great supper. She was warming up to me and when Ray had a chance to ask her in private if she wanted me to leave, Laura replied,. ”“Hello,” I said into the phone. “No I was doing some research for one of the cons.”“Well Mr Allen, one of your cons has a family hostage and is threatening to shoot them all. He wants to use you to negotiate,” the female voice said.“So where are you, and can you send a car for me?” I asked.“Don’t you even want to know who it is?” the cop asked.“Not really, if I can help I want to do it,” I said. I spent ten minutes making and eating a banana sandwich. I got into the Sheriff’s car which drove. How long did he stay? Maybe just a day. Maybe a week. She didn’t know, because she was already dead, and when you’re dead there isn’t any time. Isn’t any body. Isn’t anything to feel anymore. He moved her here and there, and the plastic against her skin became her skin as she became plastic, just plastic. Just dead.Jaguar awoke with a start from the old nightmare. She had been nine when that happened. Now, at twenty-eight, it remained her only sexual encounter. Every time she came.
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