Gasping, we re-arranged ourselves on the bed, clasping each other in a loving embrace that belied the fury we had unleashed on each other just seconds... before."Whew," my mother blew explosively. "What was that?" I grinned tightly back at her. "That was me, fucking you," I teased, groping at one heaving breast. She arched one delicate eyebrow, eyes sparkling with amusement, rising to the challenge with aplomb. "You kiss your mother with that mouth?" she asked lightly."Oh, you know it," I replied,. ”About a week before midterms, the group and I were walking out of class when someone called my name. I turned and was hit in the face by something heavy. I was down and out for the count.I woke up in a hospital room, Carrie was in the chair in my room. She looked like she hadn’t slept or changed clothes since the class. She had my prosthetic in her hand, and I could see it was damaged. It seems that Gary decided after he knocked me out that my fake leg was a good weapon and tried to take it. Nada. Neit. There was sex between some of the troops, of course, but often none---and so returning home, these young guys were practically exploding with frustrated sexual urges and desires; and the number one, overriding urge the came home with was to either fuck some woman, any woman, like crazy, or, it that wasn't a possibility, then lots and lots of masturbation (and plenty of porn to go with it), or, failing that, a blow job, and blow job by whoever was willing to give it; and that. He set the coordinates in the computer as Mark obtained clearance to take off.As he piloted the ship to the designated jump point, Mark glanced over at Minara. "This journey is going to take a while, so I think it would be useful if you filled us in on the Grojan government system and the significance of the various important families."Several days and six jumps later they arrived in the Gistalas system and docked with a vast orbiting trading station to obtain additional supplies and fuel. The.