Marne ko fir usne rita ko choomna shuru kiya or bola ki jaaker vase line laane ko main samajh gaya ki woh rita ki gaand marega mera bhi ekdum poore jo...r main khada ho gaya rita ke vaseline laate hi usn mujhe bola ki isse mere lund per malish ker maine uske lund ki maalish ki to usne mujhe pakad ker bister per gira diya woh mujhse bahut takatwar tha main dar gaya samajh gaya aaj ulta ho gaya hai mian rita ki gaaand marne ki soch reha tha or woh meri gaand fadega maine bahut bola ki main aisa. She looked stunning; the morning's subtle look had been replaced by deep ruby red lips with smoldering super-smoky blue eye shadow and heavy mascara. Looked like she was planning on more than dinner tonight.I could barely keep my mind on driving, my thoughts bouncing between thinking about them fucking all afternoon and wondering what was on tap tonight.Mohammed introduced us as "my friends" to his two brothers who were visiting from Egypt; both looked to be in their early twenties and, based. So, Smyla goes where he needs to go, as fast as possible. Other mortar-trained officers are going out to the isolated outposts along the road between Zarthan and Outpost, and from Outpost and Kingstown." Yes, sir. If I go now, I might even catch him before he unpacks."The heat lasted longer into the night than it had in past days. The desert, Noia thought, was going to be an oven tomorrow. Like everyone else, she'd like to get to Outpost sooner rather than later, but she'd heard from several. Now I could inject it into the test subjects and set up the camera. Then in the morning I could see if there had been any changes.I pulled some into a hypodermics and went to the testing lab. I looked at the chart and saw that cage 6 was available. I went over and looked over the notebook on the top. Ahhh, perfect. Subject F34 met all my needs. About 10 months old, she was the only female mouse in a cage with 6 males. While not aggressive with them, she always set herself apart, not joining in.