The store room was in the basement of the restaurant, it was cramped and not much room for two people. As I reached up and took hold of a box, Alex gr...abbed me from behind. The box was some what heavy and I could not get it back on to the shelf where I had removed it. Alex was twisting my nipples through my shirt and grinding his hardening cock into my butt. I asked Alex 'what the fuck you doing,' Alex said as he twisted my nipples 'I want this ass, you want your job.' I held the box over my. There was some big computer convention going on there so a lot of the people were there for that. We enjoyed a couple drinks though I wasn't really supposed to be drinking because I was still taking some pain medicine, but I made sure not to overdo it. By the time we got into our room and cleaned up it was almost time for dinner. We had a nice meal, there was music in the background and the ocean view made it very scenic, just a nice night. It's the most moving around I had done since the. Right outside the bridge. The large steel door began to shift. Then move. Only in a certain area. The middle a hole began to form as the steel melted away. She aimed her rifle as one by one humanoid monstrous aliens rushed in firing some kind of yellow energy. She got down into cover behind the captain’s chair. She peeked out as sex of these ugly monsters searched the bridge. Their skin was grey and sunken into their skulls. Eyes were where a humans would be. Even looked human besides the. Emma took one look at the whip in Scott?s hand, and at the woman screamingfrom the chains and shackles in the center of the dungeon, and hmmphed. ?Jeangave him the whip,? She told Betsy as they both eyed the cat, which had Jean?spsychic signature on it, and the vicious welts it was leaving on Jean?s psychicform. ?She must be kinkier than we thought.? Betsygrinned. ?It?s always the quiet ones, ? an? and dropped to her knees in frontof Emma. A whip, similar to the one Scott was.