. it took me a moment to dredge up the name.“Captain Marx?” I asked. Troll nibbled at my chin. Marx had been an Air Force captain and my commandin...g officer. Troll was her cat.“That’s Commander Karla Joan Marx,” Georgia reminded me. “She is here to get bred by you. For the next week she is in slavegirl status. Here’s her collar. Put it on her and claim your temporary slave girl.”If I hadn’t been on Channel D to better understand Fenster, I would have remained confused even after Troll told me. The thought made me wet, and as I jogged without panties, I was interested in having sex, the further away from the relative safety of home, the hornier I felt, two thin layers of clothing clinging to my form, I was a fuck machine, looking for a cock, and one was sitting as I approached, a secluded tree lined knoll, I felt a sudden rush from my pussy, he was watching me as I got nearer, my nipples were bursting and my shorts exhibiting my 'Camel Toe', clearly showed a young girl in need, and I. When I got carried away."That was you, right? I'm not imagining another Britney I've beenspending so much time with, have I?" No, of course not. That was me...I'm just surprised. Everything'sbeen moving so quickly. I just don't know how I can handle it all." The Britney I saw that night was having the time of her life. This iscollege, you're supposed to enjoy it. And now you're making a life-changing decision to become a Cheerboi, so I get that it's scary. Butremember that Brian, that. They will all be clamouring to get some of the Beast.”Melanie's overall verdict when she had flicked through the whole video was, “Well, that lovely little tramp is one very accomplished slut. She's certainly serious competition. I can see I am going to have to work hard to keep your attention when she is around.”I grinned at her. “Suze is serious competition, but you've never let that worry you.” Then I added, “So she is going to be around?”“Oh yes, provided you and Jake agree, of course. Sue.