The devil lives in the details, and she had me chasing demons and termites in the woodwork for two weeks as we worked the kinks out of the operational details for the Sisterhood's supply excursion. "I assume you've all had an opportunity to memorize your group's itinerary and route." The chief held her thumb up and scanned the faces of the assembled teams for confirmation. A sea of nodding heads and a forest of rising thumbs replied in the pov affirmative. "Excellent, class! Practice makes perfect; let's do one more review. We don't want another Colfax cluster-fuck." Sheila changed her voice from slightly alto to a nasal falsetto as she mimicked a grade-school teacher from Hell. The Colfax Avenue Debacle, as I found out later, was a legendary fuck-up of epic proportions. Several years after the founding of the colony, a "secret" resupply mission landed on the front pages of the Denver Post. Divine intervention from girlfriend the Airbag Gods prevented any serious injury when a wrong turn down a one-way street put the convoy on a collision course with the Denver Fire Department. close up The hook-and-ladder truck's steel and chrome bumper sustained minor damage while the Sisterhood's SUV sat crumpled in the middle of the street like a wad of discarded aluminum foil. Thank God for seatbelts. “Seriously, we gotta be careful out there today. The current circus over the fucking budget is now officially the longest government shutdown on record," Sheila paused Hardcore and checked her notes. "Consequently, background checks are problematic. We’ll have to play it by ear and do the best we can. Bureaucracies are mindless creatures with a life of their own. Like any living thing, they require constant care and feeding. Otherwise, they get cranky,” the commander said to collective laughter as she twisted her face and assumed the hunched over pose of Eyegore, from Mel Brook’s, Young Frankenstein. “They’ve stopped feeding the rule keepers because the rule makers can’t agree on a amateur new rule for their budget. Ironic, you think?” Sheila chuckled and shook her head as she continued. “Maybe they’ll sort stuff out in today’s Air Force One Airborne summit, but I doubt it. It’s nothing but a grandstand photo-op. More for cameras than citizens. Do you really believe the President and a flock of Congressional leaders and senior Senators will stay aloft until they come to an agreement? I don’t.” I knew then that there was no stopping the inevitable that was about to occur. Her face was so perfect. Nearly lost in clouds of steam were the turbines and generators humming away as they converted the power of heat into electricity. You and Sam were always fighting amateur because you both knew the other loved him and you were jealous.” You have five minutes to change, and then it's time for your exam." My sister pirouetted for me and the flutter came back girlfriend to my stomach. "Are you going to tell Uncle Simon Hardcore what we did?" That was the best orgasm I can remember in a long time.” In other news, we found a kit to put in your care package; no needles, just a pump gun. “I can see, yeah,” says Andrea. The clothespins on her nipples were sending shockwaves of pleasure all over her body with each step. It doesn’t exactly look lolita. “Really!” I knew that I was about to orgasm in front of lots of people and that thought made the inevitable happen even quicker. At the far end a regal fey sat upon a throne. It wasn’t a problem when we were on the flat; but most of the queues were up steps so I had to be careful who was behind and pov below us. Turns out your just a common slut.” another playful close up but still painful slap, and she finished with “Like ME.” Partners with longer dicks, better personal grooming, abs like a washboard, rugby players, but this was different. "I've never been double stuffed before. "I needed to talk to both of you about… something… important." He took out his penis but didn’t pee, just stood there stroking it. "One tall, caramel latte for you," he said a few minutes later, setting one cup in front of me, "and a tall, maple pecan latte for me." Sera also went to Teti’s cock. Neva had become good friends with Janis and went on frequent shopping trips with her, coming home after work with arm loads of cloths.