“Let's just get her home.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tuesday, August 11th, 2071 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – Sierra Nevada, CAI was warm... when I came awake. It didn't feel like I was drifting across the Pacific Ocean.My eyes fluttered open. It was dark in the room. I was in my bed.And I wasn't alone.“You're awake,” Rex gasped, hugging me tight.Reina stirred on the other side of me. “Oh, Chase, you had us so scared.”“What?” I gasped, struggling to understand. “How did I get back here?”“I pulled. Curling and licking her tunnel, she squirmed and moaned louder as the hand holding her moved to squeeze one cheek of her rear as his fingers began playing with her as his tongue lapped up her over active juices. I need a man who is not afraid to leave welts as he rains down punishing lashes upon my bared buttocks as I scream my pleasure at each painful flick of contact. Someone who will wrap his hand around my slender throat and gently squeeze as he turns me around to face him, his free hand. Liz’s school uniforms were more of the miniature black skirts and choose your own blouse and level of tie variety. Looking back on it, she could remember one of the older teachers staring at her as her “character” began to blossom, and how he had caught her with the jizz of one of the boys running down her chin. The thought had began to turn her on, and she quickly stamped it out as the door swung open and she stood up. As she did so, the man held out his hand and Liz shook it.“Please come in. "I have some ideas," was all he'd say.Bob turned the last corner and started toward the entrance to his apartment building. A car pulled to a stop at the curb next to him and the window rolled down."Get in!" came a male voice he recognized. It was Don Simpson, his old peer in the detective division."Why?" Just get in," said Don. He sounded anxious. "They might have your place staked out."Bob didn't look around. He opened the door and slid into the seat. Simpson pulled out into traffic.