' Back to the command prompt.This time she said 'Subject' and the program popped up an outline of her body shape, a description of her background, her... looks, her statistics, and with a few more keystrokes, every salient detail of her current life. It included data that was not on file anywhere. If she was a virgin or not – she wasn't ... now. Her last sexual contact – thanks so much for reminding her of the details. Whether she masturbated – about four times per month. The state of her. They hadn’t even dressed the animal out. They’d just lobbed off the hind leg, leaving the rest to be picked over by scavengers. To my two companions it was a waste of good meat and a skin.I cast about while Sygor and Tonko stood watch. I found the hunter’s tracks. It really wasn’t hard. The person had worn ‘size ten’ combat boots. Whoever it had been had left footprints everywhere. Within seconds I had found his trail.I led the way with my carbine at the ready. Tonko followed after me armed. She threw back her head, her back arched in the ecstasy of release, then she slumped forwards. The ends of her golden locks trailed and matted through globules of jizz that had sprayed onto my belly. She gave another few thrusts, making deliciously obscene squelching noises as her still-rigid member pushed through the flow of slippery seed. Then her hips came to rest against mine and stopped.But her hands kept moving. Seemingly not content with the ejaculate I had released, she kept jerking my. Said I had met him online and just messaged back and forth. Little did you know the marks on his body on your wedding day were from me.I dated him while I was in highschool. He was older than me by a few years. I wasnt quite legal yet when he slept with my best friend. I was young and stupid then. I didnt understand the strategy to the game yet. I figured it out when my friend came clean about them. I put her on mute on a 3way call and dialed him in. I made him tell me every last reason why I.