I ran a system test and called for clearance. Two minutes and I was lifting and accelerating to max the flier’s speed. It was two hours before I saw... fighters heading towards me on a intercept. I ignored them as I slowed and began to descend.They flashed over me and turned to follow and one locked me with their targeting system. I kept going and turned and slowed more before dropping to the ground in a clearing. I began shutting down and turned to send two text massages. I got out and grabbed my. Getting up, I was surprised to see the sun so high in the sky. I must have really slept. I took a quick shower to rinse the sticky semen that collected on my during the night. Afterwards I started to get dressed and got lazy, just putting on the boxers. Hell, I had slept with everyone that was going to see me in them, except my brother of course. I was probably going to be taking everything off again at some point.Heading downstairs, I saw that I wasn't the only one that overslept. It was. .By the time I was finished with the base of the guillotine - and thesides of the trolley, and the floor underneath it - I was feeling sick tothe stomach."Wow," said Ilona, pretending to be impressed by my efforts, "you arequite the pee-drinker, Stacey! Maybe you'd like to come and be mypersonal toilet - would you like that? Maybe a night when I've had plentyof beer, hey? Stacey the Piss Princess, we could call you ..."I listened to this stony-faced, willing myself not to respond. Soonenough,. She took her top and bra off and threw it on the chair. She kicked her sandals off and left them near the door. In an instant, her jeans and panties were off and lying on top of the chair.Janie stood there looking at Rick covered only in a towel. She lowered her right hand to touch herself. She could feel her clit swelling as she imagined what Rick’s body would feel like. She pushed two fingers inside her as the sexual tension was heightening. "Mr. Newsome? Mr. Newsome, it's me, Janie. .