Actually,it didn't taste all that bad, sort of like candied fiberglass. Eating it wasbetter than the alternative, which was being strapped to a bed an...d having itpumped into your stomach through a tube. Blue knew a lot about the Gaths because she'd taught herself how to read,unlike most of the fuck-bunnies in this place. While those pea-brains wereplaying computer games or screwing the boys, she'd been figuring out what letterswere and how they formed the words that the free-people on the farm. The Perfect Pieces – Chapter 13 Deputy Secretary of State Singer was having an especially difficult day. Four meetings and nothing resolved, problems piled on her desk and a sinking feeling she was accomplishing nothing of value in her life. The world was no safer since she had joined the State Department twenty years ago. She could no longer find the drive that had driven her up the ranks. Cynicism had quelled her desire. The meeting with the Iranian ambassador’s secretary was especially. Peering through the hole, I watched him as I flicked myclit with one of my hands, furthering my excitement.Sitting there with his coat open, pants down, he rubbedhis cock in long slow strokes. Occasionally he let outa low moan. Watching him and hearing him caused a smallorgasm in me as I imagined his cock deep inside meejaculating its cargo into my womb. I was always out ofcontrol when I ovulated, why should this be anydifferent I thought. “Looking for something softer and wetter than. I was very afraid of this trip, I knew I had to perform. We were here for a conference, seven days worth and then we were going to spend some time at a few of the offices. I had only been with the company two years, it is the first job I landed when I finished college. We collected our baggage and got to the hotel. Thats was the start of the trouble. "Someone screwed up big time" Anne said to me. They are all out of rooms and we are going to have to share till they can figure something out..