A not so short authors note: This chapter is the longest one yet (and it’s only the first half), so you better grab a coffee and get comfortable cause here we go! There’s also a milestone in this chapter that I have interrupted the story to point out… Hey, someone’s gotta feed my ego, even if it’s me!

It’s going to take a while to get into the sex here. I have a lot of housekeeping to do in terms of storyline. But don’t worry, it’s coming and I think the scenes are pretty good if I do say so myself.

There’s a little bit of water sports in this chapter. If that’s not your thing, it’s only half a page long so just skip past it.

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Note: For all those who live outside of a box and know a little about geography. I apologize for spelling "Chile" wrong last chapter. If I have any fans from there I apologize and I choose to blame the error on my spell check, which incorrectly corrected my original misspelling of "Chili."

Man… If I had spelled "USA" wrong they probably would have declared war on me… (ha ha just a little political commentary joke there folks… ba dum dum)

"Andrea stood on the stage in Oaxaca and took a deep breath. There were a lot more people gathered around then she had expected to see. It wasn’t a large town, but when three-quarters of the population came out to gather in one spot it certainly looked bigger. That, in combination with the fact that Andrea could barely stand thanks to a few broken ribs that had yet to heal (among other things), was making it difficult to concentrate on the matter at hand.

To make things worse, there was no mic to speak through so she had to yell everything. "Hello," she waited for everyone to silence themselves before speaking again. They were actually quite respectful and were quiet within a few seconds. "As most of you know, my name is Andrea Robertson and I helped to get the Coalition to withdraw from town a few months ago."

There was a cheer and Andrea frowned. She didn’t want to be a hero right now; she just wanted them to listen to her. Eventually they were quiet again. "I’ve recently come across a large stash of weapons and vehicles, some of which I have brought here as gifts, so that Oaxaca can better defend itself in the future if need be." They started to clap again but Andrea held up a hand, not wanting to be interrupted while she had a good thought process going.

"I do have a request that I would like to ask all of you, which your mayor has agreed to put to a vote. Although the equipment is an unconditional gift, I would appreciate it that should a time arise when a greater military force is necessary to safeguard the lives of people, not just in this town, but elsewhere, that I be allowed to take command of the vehicles and military volunteers until the crisis is over.

"In short, I’m just asking that you trust me if something comes up and to know that whatever I ask, I’m asking for humanity and not myself. There’s big things happening on the horizon. Some of them great and some of them dangerous. In the case of the later, we need to be prepared to do the right thing. Thanks for your time."

This time the crowd was mostly quiet. They talked amongst themselves and shifted out of the square to voting tents set up around the edge of the park. Andrea stepped off stage to see Aria and Ed standing there. "Damn do I suck at public speaking."

Ed smiled, "ah thought it was good."

"And I don’t know what the fuck you’re thinking," Aria said. "You fucking gave away tanks… for free, and now you expect out of the goodness of their hearts that they’re going to fight and die for you whenever you ask for it. What a fucking joke."

Andrea grabbed her ribs unconsciously as she began to walk forward. They still hurt an awful lot. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."

"I just don’t fucking sugar coat everything, that’s all. If you can’t take it, go back to bed."

"Don’t be a bitch. I’m trying my best here."

"Did Andrea just call me a bitch?" Aria faked surprise, "me, a bitch? I think I’m going to go cry myself to sleep now."’

"Fuck off, I’m not in the mood for your attitude."

"Oh well, if you’re not in the mood I better fuck off then…" Aria started walking away. "Whore," she muttered under her breath before disappearing into the crowd.

"What’s up her ass?" Ed asked looking at her with a bit of confusion as she walked away.

"Who the hell knows. Come on, I have to go sit down." Andrea walked away from the stage and sat down on a bench away from the crowd.

"You okay?"

Andrea sighed. "Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m just sore. Feeling better though so it’s only a matter of time. Once these votes come in we can go back to Trump Towers and use their medical bay. It should do a better job. Get me feeling well within the week."

"Well that’s good. How’s your bullet wound feeling?"

"That’s been fine for a while. That Invid goo really did the job."
"Good." The two stayed silent for a while and eventually a tall man in a suit approached. He was clean cut and carried an aura of authority with him. He was the mayor. ‘He’s taken to the position fast,’ Andrea thought to herself.

"Andrea," he said offering her a hand. She stood up and took it. "Just wanted to let you know we’re counting as the votes come in and it looks like a pretty clear "yes" to your proposal. So far about ninety percent are saying they’d be willing to join up with you if you need them."

Andrea smiled, "that is good news. What about you? You’re still okay with this?"

"Hah," he said. "Without you my position would be meaningless. I am quite willing to assist in whatever way I can."

"There is one thing you can do in the mean time," Andrea said, an idea suddenly hitting her.

"Anything."

"Open up trade relations with whatever non-coalition towns you can. Hell, open up any relations. Just start making friends."

"And I thought you were going to ask for something hard," he said with a smile. "I intended to do that very thing."

"Good. And be sure to send someone to York. They’ll be a good ally."

The mayor raised an eyebrow quizzically, "I thought York was independent. Some kind of dictator."

"They were," Andrea said with a smile. "Not anymore."

"Ah, I see," he tapped his nose secretively. "I’ll be sure to contact them immediately." He looked her up and down quickly, noticing her still clutching her ribs and standing rather shakily in the brisk wind. "Go lay down, Andrea. I will come find you when the rest of the results are in."

Andrea nodded, "thanks. I’ll see you in a few hours."

"Yes you will."

* * * *

The party was moving again. Aria had found her way back to the jeep and Andrea had found enough energy to sit in the passenger seat.

As expected, the vote was a clear win for Andrea, so the group had decided to make haste for Trump Towers. It was only a two day ride and Andrea was looking forward to some proper medical care, not to mention seeing Kitty, Thunder, and the rest of the group. It had been a few months since last she saw most of her friends and she had to admit she was feeling a little lonely. Time couldn’t have passed slower for Andrea, as the jeep carefully trekked along the road.

Eventually Trump Towers came into view. No matter how many times she saw it, Andrea still found herself in awe of the huge building. There was a larger military presence around the building, including two helicopters doing wide circles around the suburbs and a tank on each side of the road when they entered the city. There was a blockade set up with a lifting arm and Andrea gestures for Aria to stop the jeep. Ed, Tracy, Lee and Claire were in a truck behind them and it pulled to a gentle stop at the same time.

A coalition guard in the standard black armor and skull shaped helmet walked up to Aria’s side of the jeep. "Name and reason for entering the city please."

Aria glared up at him from her seat. "Joe fuckin’ blow." She turned to Andrea, "who are these clowns anyway? Is that skull armor supposed to be intimidating?"

"Aria, not now," Andrea said hoping she could get her to stop before she really got going. She didn’t have much luck.

Aria pointed to his helmet, "fuck, I’ll eat my breakfast out of that damn thing if you don’t let us by."

Andrea sighed and the Coalition officer took a more aggressive stance. He waved for backup and another officer started to come over. "Miss., you are aware it’s a criminal offence to threaten a Coalition officer."

"It’s a God damn life threatening offence to tell me what to do, asshole."

Andrea reached out to put a hand on Aria’s shoulder. She had briefly changed out of her spiked armor since it probably wasn’t too comfortable in long car rides. "Aria, shut the hell up."

The officer approaching had his rifle in ready position but not yet pointed. Andrea wanted to keep it that way. Andrea opened the door to get out of the car and his hand shot to his sidearm. He drew it but kept it pointed at the ground. "Stay in the car."

Andrea stopped. "Can I talk to you in private, please?"

He looked to his back up and after a moments hesitation waved a few people over. "Very well." When they arrived he walked around the vehicle and opened Andrea’s door the rest of the way. Andrea got out and the two took a few steps away from the other.

When they were clear Andrea said, "my name’s Andrea Robertson. I’m a friend of Colonel Jack Johnson."

"Look, Ms. Roberson…"
"Andrea," she interrupted.

"Look, Andrea." The guard holstered his weapon and seemed to be a little more trusting of her. "I understand your frustration with your friend but I don’t care if you are friends with a colonel. After behaviour like that I can’t let you or your friends into the city, even with special permission from the colonel."

"What? Since when did the suburbs require extra security?"

"Since 50,000 people arrived in one month. Apparently Trump Towers is getting quite the reputation as a safe haven. We can’t keep up that reputation if we have too high an influx of people in a short time period."

"I have friends already in the tower."

"I don’t care who you know in the tower. Your friend can not enter the city."

Andrea sighed. She looked over at Aria who seemed to be arguing with one of the replacement guards. "Can you just call Colonel Johnson and see what he says?"

"Fine, but unless he’s willing to go to someone on the council on your behalf there’s nothing I can do." The officer, whom Andrea had now deduced was a sergeant, pressed a button on his wrist. "Sergeant Cruise to central, can you put me on with a Colonel Jack Johnson please?"

Andrea crossed her arms and waited. She looked back to Aria to see her arguing more heatedly with the officer by the jeep. "Aria, for the last time, back off," Andrea shouted. She was getting angry.

"There is no Colonel Jack Johnson, Ms.," the guard said.

"Yes there is," Andrea said firmly. "I’ve met with him more than once."

He went back to the radio. "Do you have any Jack Johnson’s at all?" There was a short pause. "Look him up, see when he was a colonel." The sergeant waited for a while longer then he turned to Andrea. "How long since you were at the tower last?"

"Two and a half months or so. Why?"

The guard ignored her and returned to the radio, "put me through then." Andrea was getting a little more impatient. She looked to see Aria sitting quietly in the driver’s seat.

"Finally," Andrea breathed out.

"What’s that Ms.?" The guard said. Andrea gestured her head to Aria who was now watching the two of them. "Ah yes."

"What the fuck are you two looking at," Aria shouted at them. The sergeant casually looked away.

"Ah, good afternoon, sir," the sergeant said into his radio. "Yes, sir. Yes, sir. No, sir, I apologize but there is a woman here named Andrea Robertson that claims she knows… Yes, sir. Of course, right away, sir." He pressed the same button on his wrist and looked to Andrea. "You can all go on ahead. Sorry about any inconvenience."

"No problem," Andrea said, a little surprised at the quick shift of direction the conversation had taken. She started walking back to the jeep and he came with her to wave off the backup.

"You’re friend is a general now," he said as Andrea climbed into the passenger seat. "He’ll be waiting for you at the tower entrance."

"Thank-you," she said. "Come on, let’s go," she said to Aria. The jeep started moving again and traveled through the busy city streets. There definitely were a lot more people than last time she was here. Most of them were set up in tents along the side of the road, giving the crowded area a down right claustrophobic feel. It was definitely a case of overpopulation.

The two vehicles arrived at the base of the tower a few minutes later to see General Johnson standing outside with a smile on his face. Once Aria stopped the car, Andrea got out and he walked over to her. "Andrea, good to see you. I heard you had some trouble at the gate."

"Nothing we didn’t deserve," Andrea said shooting a glare at Aria. "Thanks for the assist."

"No problem. I heard Salt Lake City didn’t end very well."

"You could say that," Andrea said a little saddened. "We did have one spot of good luck though."

"Oh? What’s that?"

Andrea had a sudden feeling that he knew more than he was letting on. She tried not to dwell on it. "We found a missing person from the city." By that point Ed and the three women were getting out of the truck and Andrea gestured backwards. "Her name’s Lee. We’ll have to track down her father but I’m sure it won’t be too difficult."

"Wait," he said looking over. "Lee Holland?"

"Yeah, I think that’s it." She waved to Lee. "Lee come here." Lee hustled over with a bit of a jog while Tracy watched from beside the truck. Jack seemed a little dumbfounded. "What’s wrong?" Andrea asked him.

"Is everything okay?" Lee said as she joined the other two.

"Are you okay?" Jack said to Lee. The young woman nodded. Jack looked seriously at Andrea. "I can’t decide whether you’re trying to get on the Coalition’s good side, or if you’re just really damn lucky."

"Well I’m sure as hell not trying to get on their good side and I wouldn’t consider three broken ribs and some internal bleeding lucky. Why?" Andrea was starting to put two and two together. "Who’s your father Lee?"

"General Holland. He’s the economic advisor on the counsel."

"Why didn’t you tell me?" Andrea asked.

Jack went over to a guard at the door. "Can you call General Holland down here right away please?" The guard nodded and Jack joined the two women once more.

Lee was answering Andrea’s question. "I figured that’s why I was abducted. For a ransom or something. I didn’t want everyone to know."

"Well you’re okay now," Jack said to her.

"I know. I uh..." she started to get a little teary eyed. "Sorry, I think it’s all catching up to me now. Seeing the tower and everything, you know?" She wiped her eyes.

"Why don’t you go sit down for a minute, okay?" Andrea said. Lee nodded and sat down on a bench near by. Tracy came over to make sure she was okay.

"Wow," Jack said. "It seems like we owe you one. Do you know why she was kidnapped?"

Andrea shook her head. "No idea, but the guy who did it is dead."

"Okay. I’m sure they’ll want to debrief you as soon as possible. Did you say you have three broken ribs?"

Andrea nodded. "Minor internal bleeding, lots of bruising, a bullet through the leg and a bladder infection to boot."

"Damn. You’re sure good at getting into trouble. What the hell happened to you?"

"It’s a long story."

"Well I’d love to hear it when we get a chance."

"And I’d love to tell it once I pay the hospital a visit."

"Of course. I can arrange for rooms for your friends if you’d like and in the mean time we’ll get you patched up. Considering whose daughter you saved I’m sure they’ll be willing to spend whatever it takes to make it a quick recovery."

At that point a tall broad shouldered man of about forty walked out of the tower in a generals uniform. He saw Lee immediately and jogged over to give her a hug. Andrea couldn’t hear what they were saying but after a few minutes the general came over to Andrea.

"Ms. Robertson." He was all smiles.

"Just Andrea is fine."

"I’ve heard a lot about you Andrea. It appears I owe you a great deal. Thank-you very much." He took Andrea’s hand and shook it briskly. Andrea cringed a bit from a stabbing pain in her ribs.

"You’re welcome."

Jack spoke up; "Andrea was just telling me she suffered some injuries over the last few days. Some broken ribs and the like."

"Injuries? Not while getting my daughter free I hope."

"Yes and no. It was kind of all part of a bigger process."

"Come inside then already," Holland said. "We’ll get you to the infirmary right away. Are your friends all okay?"

"I think Tracy has got some minor injuries as well," Andrea pointed her out. "All in all, we did pretty well I think. It’s just been a busy couple weeks."

"It certainly sounds that way. If you and your friend wants to come with me I’m taking Lee to the infirmary now for a check-up."

Andrea nodded and gestured Tracy over. Jack turned to look at Aria, Ed and Claire. "I’ll start those three on the search process."

"Skip it," Andrea said without hesitation.

"Andrea, I can’t just skip it for anyone you tell me too."

Andrea knew Claire’s genetics would show up on the scan so she didn’t want to submit so easily. "Not with all the crap Irene and I have dealt with in the past. Skip it."

"I told you, I can’t just skip it." Andrea stared him down and he was showing signs of cracking. After a few more seconds he finally caved. "Alright, fine. I’ll skip it. But I’m still putting a locater chip in them. I’ll do it personally."

Andrea nodded. "Fine."

"Can we get you to the hospital now?"

Andrea nodded again and went inside with Tracy, Lee and General Holland. They entered without any kind of search and Andrea still clutched her side as she hobbled down the hallway after them. It was a short trip to the elevators and from there to the hospital floor. From there the doctors wasted no time getting to the three of them. Andrea quickly found herself sitting on a bed with a curtain drawn around her and Jack asking annoying questions from the other side. She was currently being assisted out of her tank top when Jack spoke up again. "So then you left Salt Lake City for York with the intent of going after the Blue Leader. What did you intend to do when you found him?"

Andrea sighed. More questions about her thoughts and intents instead of actions. "I don’t know. I was just pissed off. I figured I’d decide when I found him." The doctor was now undoing a cloth that had been tightly wrapped around her ribs, just below her now exposed breasts. He got it off and winced.

"That must hurt like hell," he said looking at the bruising. "How long since it happened?"

At the same time Jack was asking, "so what happened when you got to York?"

"Can you just give me like… ten minutes Jack?"

Andrea heard some shuffling on the other side of the curtain. "Yeah, sure. Of course. Sorry, don’t know what I was thinking." She heard him walk away.

"It happened a week ago today. All I’ve been able to do is put ice on it and wrap it. Another doctor tried to set them but that’s about it."

"Okay, what I would recommend is putting you under for some minor surgery. I can fuse them back together with a laser and that should return you to a more comfortable state. The swelling I can help reduce but they’ll be tender for a few weeks, if not longer."

"You can fuse them back together?"

"Sure, the technology has been around for more than ten years. I assure you it’s perfectly safe."

"What about the internal bleeding? And the infection?"

"Well the antibiotics you’ve been taking has cleared up your bladder but I’ll give you some more to take for another week just to be on the safe side. And as for the internal bleeding," he felt around Andrea’s stomach. "I’m pretty sure that’s stopped now. I’ll run some tests to make sure but just don’t do any physical activity for a week or two until it finishes healing."

"So you’re saying in a weak or two I’ll be 100% with this minor surgery?"

"Yeah, that about sums it up. Although you may feel a little weaker then normal. That’ll fix itself with a couple weeks of a normal exercise routine. Do you mind lifting up your pant leg so I can take a look at your bullet wound?" Andrea lifted it up to show the wound almost completely healed. "How long ago did you say this happened?"

"Ten days."

"Ten days? Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"It’s healed remarkably well. Did you use any special treatment on it?"

Andrea remembered the Invid protoplasm. "No. Nothing special."

He raised a sceptical eyebrow, "well there’s no point in doing any further treatment. I’ll just run an x-ray on it to make sure the bullet didn’t damage the bone." Andrea nodded and he went on, "we’re going to be at least a few hours, plus a few hours of recovery time from the sedation. I’ll tell your general friend to come back in the morning and you can answer all his questions then. Sound good?"

Andrea nodded. "Sure. Let’s get this over with." She paused, thinking for a minute, "can I ask a question?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"Is Bob Higgins on the medical staff? I know he was thinking about accepting a position."

"Bob Higgins," the doctor clucked his tongue. "Short, skinny guy? Glasses? Kind of a nasal voice?"

"Yeah that’s him."

"Yup, he’s on the staff."

"Can he be present at the surgery?"

"I suppose so. He’s more on a research end of things instead of actually practicing on patients at the moment though"

"He doesn’t have to do it, I just want him to be there to watch it."

"I suppose we could arrange that."

"Good."

* * * *

Andrea woke up in a haze. Her vision was a little blurry but it soon came into focus to see a dimmed light on the roof. She felt someone holding her hand and looked over to see Kitty smiling. "How do you feel?"

"Sleepy," Andrea said and closed her eyes again. "What’s new?"

"Hah, not much. I’ve missed you."

"Missed you too." Kitty leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the lips.

"This Jack guy has been sitting outside of your doorway the whole time. You want me to let him in?"

Andrea sighed. "Yeah, sure."

"Okay. I’ll be right outside. Give me a call if you need anything okay?"

"You got it." Andrea opened her eyes to watch Kitty leave and as she did so, Jack entered.

"Here to continue debriefing me?"

"Heh," he sat down on the chair beside the bed. "Sorry about that. The rest of the council wanted to know what was going on really badly and I got a little carried away. I’m just here to make sure you’re okay."

Andrea smiled. "You waited outside of my room to make sure I was okay? How long have you been there?"

"Since the operation ended a few hours ago."

"That’s really sweet. Why didn’t you come in?"

"I didn’t know if you’d want me to or not. Your friend didn’t have to leave, you know. She wants to see you more than I do I think."

"You can let her back in. I haven’t seen her a couple months and I think she’s really missed me."

Jack nodded. "Good to see you again, Andrea. Sorry I didn’t say that earlier."

"It’s good to see you too Jack." He started to leave, "before you go, how is Lee and Tracy doing?"

"Tracy has some bruising that is mostly cleared up and a couple cuts and the like. She’s fine. Lee’s the same. Although the Doc did find something on Lee. She said she didn’t tell the general on Lee’s request but wanted someone to know. Apparently Lee has a bunch of small bruises on her collarbone as well as some… um… other areas. The Doc thinks they’re just hickeys but was worried that whoever gave them to her may be playing a little too rough. You have any idea who caused them?"

"Yeah, but you should ask Lee about that. I’m pretty sure it’s nothing serious."

"Okay, if you say so. Come find me once your up and about. We can finish your debriefing."

"Sure."

Jack left and let Kitty back in. "Are you sure you’re okay?" She said as soon as she closed the door behind her.

"I’m sure," Andrea said smiling.

"So what happened to you?"

"It’s kind of a long story."

"We got time."

Andrea nodded. She began relaying the last couple month’s events to her, minus her encounter with the Masters.

"Wow," was all Kitty could say when Andrea was finished. "Can I ask a question?"

"Sure."

"Why are you building an army?"

Andrea widened her eyes a bit. "Why do you say I’m doing that?"

"Deploying weapons, tanks, speeches about how people should come help you if something comes up. What’s it all about?"

"It’s kind of complicated Kitty. Suffice it to say, things are getting complicated now and there’s no one left to fight for the general population. I think if we’re going to rebuild the world, we need to do it with choices that the majority agree on, not forced order like the Coalition is giving us, or inhibited growth, like the Invid have been giving us. We need something of our own, you know?"

"Yeah I guess you’re right. It’s just… When I started travelling with you, I didn’t expect to be staying with a world power, you know?"

Andrea laughed. "I’m hardly a world power. I’m just doing my best to make a difference that’s all."

"Hah, I guess so." Kitty paused for a moment. "Do you mind if I lay down with you?"

"Of course not," Andrea moved over carefully and Kitty lied down. She put her arm over Andrea and closed her eyes content.

"I’m glad you’re back."

"Me too," Andrea said. "Me too."

* * * *

"Andrea?" The voice belonged to Irene’s but all she could see around her was blackness. Andrea had been released from the hospital late that night and had gone straight up to a room to sleep. But the door was locked and there was no way Irene could be in the room. Andrea turned on a light just to be sure. No one was there but Irene’s voice came again, "Andrea?"

"Hello?" Andrea said out loud.

"Hi, it’s me."

"I know it’s you, where are you."

"In your head. I didn’t know if this would work but I’m really glad it did."

"How are you doing this? I thought only the Regis and the Brains could talk in my head like this."

"Well normally that would be true, but I heard from the All Mother that you’re part telepathic, among other things and I thought I’d try."

"Uh huh… Well I guess it works," Andrea said turning off the light and getting comfortable again. "Can I go to sleep now?"

"Oh yeah, sure. Sorry." Andrea closed her eyes and felt herself drifting off again. "Andrea?"

She sighed and opened her eyes instinctively. "What, Irene?"

"You should try this with a human and see if it works."

"I will…" She closed her eyes again and an afterthought hit her, "in the morning."

"Oh yeah, of course. Sorry for bugging you." Andrea closed her eyes and was nearly asleep again when Irene contacted her once more, "Andrea, are you still awake?"

"Mmm," Andrea grunted and rolled over. "What now?"

"I’m really glad you’re back. I missed you."

"I missed you too. Now can I please go to sleep? I’ll talk to you in the morning."

"Sure."

It took a while longer, but finally Andrea was convinced Irene was done, and she went to sleep.

* * * *

"Andrea?" She was woken up once more but this time the voice wasn’t in her head. It belonged to Jack and was followed by a furious pounding on the door. "Andrea, wake up."

"What? What is it?" She was awake pretty quickly and carefully sat up in bed. She noticed her ribs didn’t hurt anymore.

"Open the door."

"Alright, alright." Andrea was naked as she always was when she slept and she was still in too much of a morning haze to remember that fact. She walked across the room and opened the door.

Jack was standing in the hall, not nearly as surprised as he could have been to see her undressed state. "Why is it that I see you naked more often then I did my ex-girlfriend?"

"Just lucky I guess?" Andrea said still groggy. She opened the door further so he could come in. "I think these pain killers are making me really tired. What time is it?" Jack entered and closed the door behind him. Andrea was already on her way back to the bed. She sat down carefully before lying down on top of the covers.

"It’s 9 am."

"9 am? I’ve been asleep for ten hours?"

"I don’t know did you go to sleep at 11?"

"Yes, I went to sleep at 11," Andrea said with no humour. "Ha ha, let’s all laugh at Andrea cause she can’t do math."

"I think your math is fine."

"Mmm," Andrea said tucking herself back under the covers. "What are you doing here? If you still want to debrief me you can go fuck yourself. I’m not doing it half awake." Jack laughed. He was still standing by the door. "What’s so funny?"

"Did you just tell me to go fuck myself?"

"I don’t know. If you deserved it I probably did." Andrea closed her eyes, now tucked under the blankets.

"Before this morning, no one’s ever said that to me before. And now I’ve got it twice. I guess I should work on my manners."

"That’s right! No more waking up druggies." There was a pause for a while and Jack was beginning to think she went back to sleep. Suddenly she rolled over. "Wait, you said two times. Who’s the other?"

"I talked to your friend Aria this morning. Well… I talked anyway. I’m still not entirely sure of everything she said with all the swearing. Something about my mother was in there too."

"Great. Way to go Aria." She twirled her finger in the air vainly and then put her arm back down.

"Man, I’d love to see what you’re like drunk."

"You buying?"

"If it’s as funny as this, yeah, I’ll buy."

"Great. Tonight at eight." There was another short pause. "Is that what you came here for? To ask me out?"

Suddenly Jack looked a little nervous. "No, no of course not. Um… We found your brother."

"Tristen? What’s that idiot doing here? He’s supposed to be in York."

"No, not Tristen."

Andrea shot up to a sitting position. "Chris? Chris is here now? Is he okay?"

"He’s fine. He’s in the infirmary being checked out but it’s just precautionary. He’s got a broken arm from the crash but other then that nothing seems to be wrong."

"From the crash?" Andrea was standing again and looking for her pants. She eventually found them folded neatly on the chair. She grabbed for them and tried to put them on one leg at a time with fairly limited success.

"His shuttle crashed in Chile. He was the only one aboard… No, no wrong pant leg."

"Oh," Andrea said and turned them around. Jack moved over to her and put an arm around her upper back to help support her. With his help she got the first leg on. "So has he said anything yet? Are you sure it’s him?"

"It’s him alright. He looks like you. And yeah he’s said a bit, but not much. I think he’s figuring out what the situation is here before he says anything important." Andrea got the other pant leg on half way and nearly tripped. "Are you sure you want to be putting on leather pants right now? I imagine they’re hard enough to get into as is."

"Are you calling me fat?" Andrea said standing up straight and looking at him rather aggressively.

"No, of course not. I’m just trying to say that in your current state…"

"My current fat state?"

"Your current drugged haze state… I’m saying that maybe you should be going for the sweatpants and baggy t-shirt look."

Andrea went back to her pants and pulled them up defiantly. "These will do fine." She looked around. "Where’s my shirt?" Jack pointed to the same chair her pants were on. "Good," she said as she carefully put it on. The white tank top bulged out a bit where the bandage was but other then that she looked relatively normal.

"Ready to go?" Jack asked.

"Ready. But can they give me anything to make me less stupid?"

Jack smiled, "I don’t think they’ve invented that kind of medicine yet."

"You know what I mean," Andrea said still un-amused.

"We’ll see what they can do."

Andrea followed him out of her room and into the elevator at the end of the hall. It was a short ride to the basement and Andrea soon found herself entering the infirmary. As she expected there was nothing the doctors could safely do to counteract the pain medication so instead, she was handed a large mug of coffee. She was already half way done drinking it by the time Jack and her arrived at Chris’ door. Andrea knocked.

"Come in," said a familiar voice and Andrea opened the heavy wood door. She saw Chris immediately. It looked like he hadn’t shaved in a few days and his arm was currently being put into a sling, but it was definitely him. "Hey ‘sis."

Andrea barely had the brains to give her coffee cup to Jack before walking over and giving him a solid hug. "Ow, watch it," he said as she pressed on his arm.

"Oh, sorry." The two stared at each other a minute. "So how are you? Where have you been? What’s happening with the R.E.F.? Are they coming back?"

"Slow down a minute." He looked around, "let me answer some of these questions in a more discreet spot okay?"

Andrea nodded. "But you are okay?"

"I’m fine, much to my surprise. I’ve never crashed from the air at 200 kph before." The nurse finished bandaging his arm and he turned to her, "Can I go now?"

"Yeah, sure. Just go easy on it."

"Hah, that makes two of us," Andrea added.

"What happened to you?" Chris said with a look of concern. The nurse left.

Andrea lifted up her shirt to just below her breasts to show the large bandage, "I broke three ribs."

"How did you do that?"

"Kicking someone’s ass," Andrea said with a smile.

"Well at least you won," he said smiling back. He looked around the bleak hospital room, "do you want to get out of here? Maybe go to your room?"

"Yeah, sure. Do you mind if I catch up with you later Jack?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess that’s okay. But do it soon. I have the entire council breathing down my neck for answers right now."

"Okay, great. Thanks." She took her coffee cup back and started walking towards the exit with Chris.

* * * *

"How are Mom and Dad?" Chris said as Andrea closed the door to her room.

Andrea sighed, "they both died when the Invid first attacked. Calgary was one of the cities that got it the worst."

"Oh man…" he was visibly affected. "I mean, I originally assumed that you had all died but when I heard you were still alive, I thought…"

"You thought everyone else was too?"

He nodded. "What about Tristen?"

"He’s okay. We had a falling out after it happened and parted ways. But we’re back on good terms. He’s in York now."

"New York?"

"No, just plain York. It’s a barony city in Texas."

"Oh. And who are these Coalition losers? You’re not with them are you?"

Andrea laughed. "No, I’m sure as hell not with them. They’re pretty much a bunch of hard core racists against anyone who’s not human. Aliens, or psychics and stuff."

"Don’t tell me you believe in that psychic crap now."

"Well, I guess I’m starting to."

"Hm… whatever floats your boat I guess. How’s Tristen doing?"

"Same old Tristen, that’s for sure," Andrea said. "He’s running the city now for me."

"Running the city for you?"

"It’s a long story but yeah, basically."

"How the hell did you get put in charge of a city? I mean, I’m not criticizing, it’s just a surprise is all."

Andrea looked a little sheepish, "I wasn’t put in charge of it exactly. I more… took charge of it."

"You mean you took it over?"

"Well yeah, I guess so. But it’s not like it was some democratically elected mayor. It was a tyrant who was abusing and taking advantage of the citizens." Andrea’s mood was turning to one of frustration. She didn’t want to be put on the spot for her actions.

"Andrea, you can’t just take over a city and…"

"Why not? I saved the people, they have a better quality of living then they ever did. This isn’t four years ago Chris. Things aren’t so black and white anymore. There are no real governments at all, anywhere. It’s all dictators and gangs in charge of places. There are only a few million people alive in North America and not many more down here. The human race needs someone to start organizing things again. Someone to put it all back together again."

"And you think that’s you?"

"Why not? I don’t see anyone else out here doing a better job."

"What about the Coalition?"

"Hah," Andrea scoffed. "Like you said they’re a bunch of losers. The Coalition only knows how to kill things, not build them."

"Then what are you doing here, Andrea?"

"They’re the second biggest power on the planet. If I can get them to see my side of things then we’ll have a chance against the Invid."

"I see."

There was silence for a while and Andrea finally sat down. "Where did the R.E.F. go Chris? You guys must have seen the attack happen once you were clear."

He shook his head. "We were out of the solar system at full speed after the Masters. The Invid came from a different direction. We didn’t know anything had happened until we sent our first transmission back a few days later. After that, every scout ship we sent was destroyed. The last one finally managed to transmit some data before the Invid got to it and we knew we wouldn’t be able to take on a force that big. So we kept on our mission until we could think of something else."

"Is that why you’re here?"

"I’m here because now we’re fighting two wars and we’re getting our butts kicked. We were doing well against the Masters but recently a group of Invid have been targeting us as well and we can’t handle both of them. They sent me back to see if it was safe to come home and refuel. Now I’ve got to find a way to get back to them and give them the info."

"You mean you didn’t have a way back?"

He shook his head. "No plan is perfect. This was pretty much their last hope. I’m surprised I made it this far to be honest."

"As much as I hate the idea of you leaving so soon, maybe the Coalition can help you with a way out of here."

"I’m not even sure if I want to leave. If I go back I’ll just have to put up with another year of fighting until our reserves finally run out. After that, who knows, I’ll probably be stranded on a planet somewhere, or dead." He thought for a minute. "Maybe both."

"That doesn’t sound like you."

"A lot’s changed sis.’ A lot’s changed."

Andrea didn’t know what to say. It was strange to have him come back with such a different attitude. He seemed a lot more pessimistic then he used to be.

There was an uneasy silence for about a minute when Andrea had decided she better break it. "We should probably go brief Jack."

Chris nodded.

* * * *

Andrea knocked on the frosted glass door. "Come in." It was a woman’s voice. Andrea opened the door and she stepped in with Chris close behind. There was a large reception desk and three doorways leading into other areas. Andrea recognized Jack’s secretary but couldn’t remember the woman’s name.

"Hi. Jack has been nagging me for hours to come talk to him."

"You must be Andrea," the secretary replied quickly. She didn’t seem too impressed. "You can go right in." She gestured to a door.

Andrea and Chris entered his office to see a long room lined with what appeared to be ancient South American artefacts on pedestals all the way down each wall. His desk was square in the middle on the far side and he was sitting beside it. Andrea walked over, more then a little in awe of the collection and sat down in one of two comfortable leather chairs. Chris took the other. "You have quite the collection," Andrea said.

"It’s my predecessors actually. I haven’t had a chance to change out the office yet. Although after spending the last few days with them, I’m thinking of starting up my own collection. You two finally here to get the council off my back?"

"It would appear so," Andrea said relaxing further into the chair. "Where do you want me to start?"

"From the plane ride over, where else?"

Andrea nodded and told him (in brief) about the events in the plane. She went on to explain what happened in Salt Lake City and York before reaching an impasse. She couldn’t risk telling him about the Masters. The Invid would start the war again if they ever found out. And she wasn’t too keen about telling him of her adventures in the Invid hive either. She figured he would be able to tell if she were to lie so instead she simply said that the section was private, and went on to the events that transpired after she was "mysteriously" taken prisoner in Chetumal, once again leaving out the fact that Claire is an Invid. She also omitted some of the more graphic sexual details from both her own and Lee’s side of things.

"I see," was all he said when she finished nearly half an hour later. "You realize that not telling me about whatever happened between York and Chetumal will look very bad for you in the eyes of the council?"

"So be it," Andrea said. "But I can’t go into it."

"Can you tell me off the record? It would be much easier to defend you if I knew all the details."

Andrea thought for a moment. She did want to tell him but it was just too much of a risk. Some parts of it he could probably know though. "Maybe later," Andrea said. "Let me think about it."

Jack nodded. "Good enough. If that’s all, you can leave and I’ll go over things with your brother here."

"Sure," Andrea stood up. "See you later, Chris."

"Later," he said as she walked out.

* * * *

Andrea wasn’t quite sure what to do so she took a walk out of the city. She wasn’t gone for half an hour when Irene’s voice entered her head like in the previous night, "Andrea?" She jumped a bit.

"Yeah, Irene?" She thought to herself, not quite sure if Irene could hear that or not.

"Someone wants to meet you at the back door to the tower."

"Who?" She thought as she instinctively changed her direction to head that way."

"She says it’s a surprise."

Andrea sighed. "What does she want?"

"She says that’s a surprise too."

Andrea grunted to herself. "I’ll meet her there in about five minutes. Is that okay?"

"Uh huh," Irene said affirmatively. "I also have something to ask you for the All Mother."

"What’s that?"

"She wants to know if you’ve dealt with the humans that destroyed our home yet."

"You know the answer to that Irene. I haven’t even had enough time to get organized yet. But rest assured I’ll get to them by the deadline. Quicker if possible. I don’t want to see another attack any more than you do."

"Okay, I’ll tell her that." There was a pause and Andrea thought Irene had gone. "The All Mother says thank-you."

"Thank-you?" Andrea said out loud. Her surprise made her forget that she was around people. They looked at her a little strangely and she went back to talking in her head, "What for?"

"For saving her life. She was just too angry to say it earlier. She says she owes you a debt of gratitude… What does gratitude mean?"

"Happiness combined with thanks."

"Oh. That makes sense."

"Tell her she’s welcome." Andrea turned around the corner to reach the back entrance. "I’m here now Irene so I’ve got to go. I’ll talk to you later okay?"

"Okay, bye."

Andrea walked right up to the two Coalition guards at the door. "Can we help you ma’am?"

Andrea turned around to try and see whom she was meeting with as she responded. "No thanks, I’m just meeting someone."

"Ah, very well."

Andrea continued looking and frowned when she finally discovered who it was. Destiny was walking over from a nearby bench. She had a familiar backpack around her shoulder. Andrea walked over to meet her half way. "I owe you an apology, two gifts and want to ask a favour," she said cutting to the chase.

"Is that so."

"It is."

"Come on, let’s go for a walk." Andrea started heading into the city but Destiny stopped her with a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"This way," she said, gesturing towards the nearby forest.

"If you want," Andrea said, not much caring which direction they went in. The two women quickly found themselves walking down a narrow forest path. They were forced to walk one at a time and Destiny led the way. Eventually she found a small clearing of no more than ten feet by ten feet and stopped. She put the bag on the ground. Andrea had long ago recognized it as her own.

"I want to apologize for not taking more responsibility in Chetumal. I should never have dropped you there, despite what I was told."

"That’s right, you shouldn’t have," Andrea said. The memories of the following events were already making her a little angry at Destiny.

"Anyway, I hope that you can forgive me and I give you my word that from now on I will be here for you when you need me. I’ve made two big mistakes in our rather short relationship and I’m trying to learn as quickly as I can." Andrea was silent. She didn’t respond to the comment. "I know this doesn’t excuse my actions but I am only four years old. I have a limited level of experience to draw on and sometimes I find it difficult to make the right choice." She hung her head a bit, not wanting to look Andrea in the eye.

Andrea had crossed her arms over her chest. "That doesn’t get any easier with age," she said after another long pause. "I…" she wasn’t sure what to say but had to admit, if she were four with all the weapons and technology in the world, she would probably make a few pretty big mistakes too. "Apology accepted." Destiny looked up at Andrea with a smile. "Don’t get too excited. You still have to do everything in your power to make up for those mistakes. That’s what humanity is all about."

"I don’t want to be human," she said plainly, not quite understanding.

"I didn’t say that. Humanity and being human are two very different things."

She nodded and picked up Andrea’s bag. "That’s what I brought this for… to help make up for mistakes."

Andrea took the bag. She immediately dipped her hand into the front pocket and pulled out the dead watch that Chris had given her years ago. "Thank-you," she said and put it back into the bag. She opened up the main compartment to see her weapons and clothing inside.

"Your second gift is in the side pocket," Destiny said.

Andrea opened it curiously and pulled out a short tube that looked somewhat like a thermos. "What is it?"

Destiny took it and began unscrewing the top. "Will you choose to trust me for this?"

Andrea hesitated. It was a difficult decision but Destiny had already made the first move. And Irene wouldn’t have set them up if she suspected danger. She nodded. "Yes I will, what is it?"

"Take off your clothing and bandage," Destiny said plainly. She saw Andrea hesitate again and looked at met her eyes. "Trust me." Andrea carefully took her shirt off, to reveal her breasts supported by the tight bandage beneath them. She then sat down on a log and took off her boots and pants. "You’re bandage as well please." Andrea did as she was told and was soon completely naked.

Destiny tipped the thermos on its side and some thick green liquid emptied into her cupped hand. She then put the thermos on the ground and walked over. "This is the protoplasm you saw in the ship but it has been modified. I began work on configuring it to human DNA when I heard you were injured a week ago. I’ve been working on it since and I think it’s ready. It should heal your wounds the rest of the way. Was Irene correct when she told me that your ribs had been surgically mended and your internal bleeding cleared up?"

"Yeah, that’s right," Andrea said still a little hesitant.

"Good. This can’t heal that but it can fix your bruising. Are you suffering from any other ailments?"

She nodded. "I’ve still got what’s left of a bladder infection."

"It should work on that as well," Destiny smeared the protoplasm between her two hands and pressed them just below Andrea’s breasts on her rib cage. She began gently massaging the area. "This should only take a few minutes to clear up. The massage helps it get into the pores and speeds up the process of healing." She put some more on her hands after about thirty seconds and rubbed that in to her ribs as well. Andrea noticed the swelling was immediately going down.

As promised, a few minutes later there was no sign of bruising on her ribs. Destiny grabbed another handful and rubbed it along the underside of her breasts to reach the small amount of bruising there. Andrea found herself getting turned on by the gentle touching. But, as quickly as it had started, it had finished. Destiny was already moving on to her stomach and abdomen before applying a little more to her leg where she was shot.

Within fifteen minutes Andrea found that her bruising had completely vanished. "That’s pretty amazing stuff."

"Yes it is," Destiny said. "Can you lay on your back please?"

Andrea did so, this time without question. She felt so much better now that the bruising was gone, she was ready to run a marathon.

Destiny knelt beside Andrea and gently spread her legs. She coated her right hand with the protoplasm and began rubbing it into Andrea’s urethra. The slow circular motion did nothing to stop her from being aroused and Destiny’s hand occasionally applied pressure to her clit or labia, making her want to buck her hips in pleasure. She hadn’t had any kind of sexual activity in over a week and she was pretty horny.

Andrea instinctually bucked her hips as Destiny’s palm slid over her clit and Destiny misunderstood. "I’m sorry if it’s painful, I’m not very good with the female form, despite what I may look like."

"No, problem," Andrea said figuring it was probably best not to tell her she was just aroused.

Andrea found herself disappointed when Destiny took her hand away to spread more liquid onto it. But this time, when she brought it back she held Andrea’s labia open. "This may hurt a bit. I’m not sure." She pressed two fingers into Andrea’s vagina and curled them around to reach a nerve cluster on the other side of her bladder. Unfortunately it was also her G spot. Andrea bucked her hips instinctively and Destiny quickly massaged in the protoplasm before removing her fingers and capping the thermos once more. "All done," she said. "How do you feel?"

"Great," Andrea said telling the complete truth. She stood up and stretched for a few seconds. "Excellent. 100 percent."

"Good," Destiny said. "I’m glad I could finally help instead of hinder."

Andrea nodded appreciatively. "So what was the favour you wanted?"

"To be honest," she said. "I want to meet the Zentradi friend of yours. Zog, I think his name is."

"Why?" Andrea said sceptically.

"Because I’ve never met a Zentradi and Irene said he wasn’t what she expected. I want to see for myself."

"I guess we can arrange that. But if you try anything, I have my weapons back."

They started walking. It was a good two-hour walk away to keep him at safe distance from the Coalition’s patrols and Andrea finally arrived at his clearing with Claire. He was sitting off to the side whistling. "Zog," Andrea called out.

"Andrea," he said looking over happily. "You’re back. I was wondering how much longer you would make me wait here."

"I’m sorry about that. Sometimes I forget that you can’t come anywhere near the tower."

"Yes well do try to remember. It gets awfully boring out here. Who’s your friend?"

"Destiny."

"That’s an unusual name," Zog said.

"I’m an Invid," Destiny clarified without hesitation.

Zog stood up angrily and looked at the horizon. "What did you bring her here for, Andrea?"

"She wanted to meet you. I don’t think she’s a threat to anyone so I didn’t see the harm."

"You didn’t see that harm?" He said skeptically. "Now she knows my position. She could send a fleet after me."

"Will you stop being paranoid for a minute? Irene already knows where you are. If the Invid wanted to send anyone they would have weeks ago."

Zog grumbled, realizing the truth behind Andrea’s words and sat down again, still none to impressed. "What do you want?" He asked coldly.

"I…" Destiny wasn’t sure what to say now that she was there. "I just wanted to meet a Zentradi. I’ve never met one before.

"Well, now you have. Off you go." He gestured casually into the forest. Andrea glared at him and he sighed. "Please accept my apologies. The Great Andrea has vouched for you and we all know she’s always right, don’t we," he said sarcastically. "My name is Zog, humbly at your service," he did a bit of a bowing motion from his sitting position and feeling he made his point, looked away as if he was ready to ignore the two of them.

"Maybe we should go," Andrea said to Destiny quietly. Destiny only shook her head. She walked closer to Zog so she was within his arms reach.

"Careful, I may crush you with my arm. Like all Zentradi I have a horrible violent temper." Apparently his sarcasm knew no bounds, Andrea thought to herself.

"I’m not here to argue with you, Zog. I just wanted to talk. We, the Invid I mean, have made some pretty terrible mistakes over the last few years. We tend to get over-emotional and allow our pain or anger to guide our actions instead of our wits."

"I could have told you that," he said.

Destiny ignored him. "I just want to say sorry."

That got his attention. He turned to look down at her and raised an eyebrow suspiciously, as if she were up to something. "Go on."

"I can’t apologize on behalf of my race, but I can apologize for them. As I said I’ve never met a Zentradi before. I don’t know what I would have done if I met one a year ago, but I’m attempting to open my eyes to outside perceptions of us, among other things. And, for all the other Invid that are still too angry to be here, including Irene, I’m sorry that your race has been treated so poorly after the war was over."

"I see…" He knelt down so his head was near to the ground and looked her in the eyes. Destiny stood her ground. There was a long moment of silence and Andrea didn’t dare to guess what was going through either of their heads. Finally, Zog spoke up again. "Apology accepted. Find a keg or two of beer and come back here tomorrow. We’ll have a drink together." Andrea’s eyes went wide. She couldn’t believe that the two of them were actually both being reasonable.

"I’ll be here," Destiny said with a smile. "See you then."

"Farewell."

Destiny began walking away. Andrea looked over her shoulder to give Zog a strange look and he only shrugged happily. Andrea jogged to catch up to Destiny and walked beside her out of the small glade.

They walked for a few more minutes before Destiny spoke up. "Listen, I was thinking. Now that the All Mother has apologized to you, in a sense, maybe we can open up some sort of negotiations between Invid and humans. You know, figure out some kind of compromise that works for everyone."

"Damn are you full of surprises today."

"I’m just trying to make things better."

Well, opening up negotiations is what I’ve been trying to do," Andrea said.

"I know, but now you have someone to listen to you. I was thinking we could meet with Irene and Claire at the same time to get a few extra opinions on things."

"Does that mean I can bring a few people?"

"Sure, but I’m pretty sure the All Mother will only listen to you. She respects you. She doesn’t respect many humans."

"Will the she follow along with any of the things we agree upon?"

"I suspect so," Destiny said. "I can discuss anything we go over with her and get some kind of reaction but if Irene, Claire and I can all agree on something I’m sure she will abide by it as well."

"What about the Coalition? They may not listen to what I think is fair. They may want an all or nothing approach."

"We can deal with that bridge when we come to it. For now let’s just start talking."

"Agreed. When do you want to start?"

"How about now? Irene and Claire are both available."

"Okay," Andrea nodded. "But it will have to be out here. I wouldn’t suggest discussing it in the tower."

"I’ll tell them to meet us here then. It should only take them about thirty minutes." Destiny stopped walking and sat down. Andrea did the same thing across the path from her. There was a silence for nearly ten minutes before Andrea finally caved and asked the question she desperately wanted to ask.

"Why the change of heart?"

"Because you were right Andrea. With everything you said to me back in Salt Lake, and in Chetumal. If we had sat down and talked on either of those occasions we could have saved a great deal of bloodshed. I just didn’t want to believe that humans were capable of reason."

Andrea laughed. "I felt the same way about Invid for a while." There was another short pause. "What changed your mind about us?"

Destiny smiled. "The same thing that changed your mind about us. Irene."

Andrea smiled back. "Who would have thought, eh?"

* * * *

The first afternoon talk went well but not much got accomplished. There wasn’t any fighting per say but neither side really got a chance to bring up any issues. The meeting mainly centered on establishing and then correcting each side’s opinions of the other. Something both parties knew in their hearts but had to be done nonetheless for clarities sake.

They agreed to meet again in two days at noon and Claire suggested that Andrea should tell the Coalition that she was considering opening up talks with the Invid to gauge their response to the matter before mentioning that talks were actually already underway.

* * * *

"And then what happened?" Kitty asked. Andrea had been telling her about the days events and Andrea had just finished explaining her interactions with Claire and Zog.

"Then I met with the three Invid around here to see if we could work out some kind of fair deal for land and whatnot. Unfortunately nothing yet, but they’re willing to meet with me again tomorrow."

"Well that’s good news," Kitty said enthusiastically. "And you’re completely healed now?"

"Yeah," Andrea said. "Near as I can tell, not a thing wrong. I feel great."

"Wow," Kitty said and walked over to sit on the bed beside Andrea. "Listen, you remember back when we left Jewel behind and I made you agree to have sex with me on a regular basis for me to agree to it?"

"Yeah," Andrea said not sure where Kitty was going.

"Well you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I was thinking about it and it wasn’t really a fair thing to ask. So if you don’t want to anymore, you know… Just let me know, okay?"

Andrea was more than a little surprised. "Why would you assume I didn’t want to?"

"You’ve been gone for a couple months now. That’s a long time. People change over that amount of time and…" Andrea interrupted her with a kiss, thinking it was probably the best way to shut her up and convince her that she didn’t plan to back out of their agreement.

Kitty immediately melted into Andrea’s arms and opened her mouth slightly to let her tongue out. It met with Andrea’s and the two French kissed for a short time before Kitty moved a hand to Andrea breast and began massaging it. "I’m not backing out of our deal. Nor do I want to."

"In that case," Kitty said, reaching for the bottom of Andrea’s shirt. "In that case I have plans for you."

"Is that so?" Andrea said, already wet. She wanted nothing more then a little bit of sex. Or a lot of it, for that matter. Kitty lifted Andrea’s shirt over her heard to reveal her firm B-cup breasts and already hard nipples. Kitty laid Andrea down on her back and lifted her arms high towards the headboard of the bed. Her calves dangled over the end of the bed and with a quick motion, Kitty pulled something out of a drawer and blindfolded her. A few seconds later another silk scarf came out and tied Andrea’s wrists to the headboard. She laid there helpless and topless, but looking forward to what was about to happen with unprecedented anticipation.

Kitty grasped Andrea’s breasts and palmed them firmly. She rubbed her hands back and forth, enjoying the feel of the warm, soft skin against her hands. Andrea enjoyed the feeling more. Her labia swelled and she was so wet that small drops were coming out of her vagina. Her nipples felt painfully tight. When Kitty knelt down to take one into her mouth it hardly helped the matter. "Ohhhh," Andrea moaned and arched her back. Kitty let the one nipple out of her mouth and dragged her tongue to Andrea’s other breast, leaving a wet line crossing her cleavage.

When Kitty was finished with Andrea’s other nipple, she released her breasts and Andrea felt nothing for a short while. Kitty was getting undressed. In no time at all her shirt was removed and small breasts exposed. Her slight frame led into a narrow waist and hips before becoming obscured in tight sweatpants. Kitty arched her thumbs into the waistbands and took them off as well to reveal her tight ass and bald pubic area. She walked to the end of the bed and grabbed Andrea’s pants. Slowly, she brought them down to her pubic hair and down past her hips, relishing in the view as Andrea’s partly grown back landing strip inched into sight. Kitty licked her lips and her hands disappeared again.

"Where do you keep going?" Andrea asked, a little frustrated by the lack of actual sex so far.

"I’m just getting things ready," she said playfully. Andrea heard the small bar fridge open and Kitty came back over. "I’m kind of hungry."

"Hungry for what?" Andrea asked, hoping it would involve her somehow.

"A sundae."

Andrea suddenly felt something extremely cold on her nipple. "huuuuhhhhhh," she gasped. It began to melt immediately and slid down into her cleavage. Her nipple got even harder, if that’s possible and her sternum started getting cold as it continued to melt and dribble past her collarbone. "What is that?"

"Ice cream," Kitty said matter-of-factly. "What else are you going to make a sundae with?" She felt another spoonful on her other nipple and gasped loudly again. Kitty then grabbed the two half-melted pieces, and placing them in the palm of each hand pressed them into Andrea’s nipples once more. This time however, she kept her hand there to keep the cold in one spot. She rubbed Andrea’s breasts like before and small streams of melted ice cream dribbled out from Kitty’s palms, down the smooth curve of her breasts.

She suddenly felt another spoonful in her bellybutton and that one was left there to melt at its own will. Kitty went away again and felt her return at the base of the bed with a hand on each thigh and tongue on Andrea’s pussy. She licked up and down a few times, getting a good taste for her lover before withdrawing her tongue. "You’re wet," she said.

"Huh," Andrea breathed. "I wonder why?"

Kitty giggled, "you ready?"

"For what?"

"The sundae." Andrea felt something cold press against the entrance to her pussy. "I’m not a big fan of cold dishes so I thought I’d warm it up." With two fingers, Kitty pushed a large glob of freezing cold ice cream inside Andrea’s body. She then followed with another spoonful. "Lift your hips up so it doesn’t drip out," she said and Andrea did as instructed. She put her feet at the base of the mattress and lifted up so her butt was in the air. A shiver went through her body as the ice cream started to melt inside her.

As she was about to shiver a second time, she felt something press up against her pussy again, but this time it wasn’t cold. It squirted a thick liquid inside. "Chocolate sauce," Kitty explained before shovelling in another scoop of ice cream.

"Unnnnh, it’s so cold," Andrea said as a shiver went over her again. Her nipples were still painfully hard and her clit was protruding well out from its cover. There was another squirt of chocolate sauce and then Kitty shoved in something small and firm.

"Strawberries," she clarified. She put in about four and Andrea was feeling very full. Not to mention the fact that all the ice cream had yet to melt. Her insides were getting numb but the feelings that her clit was sending to the rest of her body were unbelievable. Kitty pressed one more scoop of ice cream in with two fingers and then came back with another firm object. "Cherry, to top it off," she said and pressed it in. Andrea’s labia slowly closed around it and a stream of white drizzled out of her, down past her ass hole and along her butt.

Kitty licked at the drop from her asshole back up to her pussy to clean it up and Andrea shivered again. She figured it hadn’t even half melted yet. Kitty’s tongue played at the entrance to her pussy just briefly before disappearing again. Andrea wondered what she was up to now when she felt the same cold feeling against her ass. "Whoa, whoa," Andrea said as a finger shoved in a spoonful of ice cream. "It’s too cold. Whoa." She shivered violently and her nipples felt as if they were about to explode. Her clit was the biggest it has ever been and by far the most sensitive. Just Kitty’s breathing from a few inches away was nearing her to climax. Another spoonful went into her ass with a constant but gentle shove from Kitty’s finger. "Mmmmmm," Andrea moaned. "What is it with you and playing with my ass?"

"I like your ass," Kitty said simply.

A squirt of chocolate sauce entered Andrea as if in answer, followed by another spoonful of ice cream and a few strawberries. Kitty had to put her palm against Andrea’s pussy to keep anything from popping out as she shoved the third strawberry past her sphincter and into her rectum. Andrea felt incredibly full while at the same time felt like she desperately needed to use the bathroom. Kitty shoved in one more spoonful of ice cream and finally finished it off with the cherry. Andrea shuddered again and moaned loudly. Her rectum closed around the tip of Kitty’s finger with a quiet wet "schluck" sound and as if on cue, there was a knock on the door. "Shit," Andrea said quietly. "Who is it?" For some reason she looked at the time. 7:58. Why did that time seem important?

"It’s Jack."

"Fuck," she said to herself a little louder than intended.

"What?" He said from the other side of the door, "can I come in?"

"Just a minute," Andrea said and tried to stand but found herself still tied. "Shit, shit, shit. Kitty can you untie me?"

"Uh, sure," she said not quite sure what all the fuss was about. "But you should just tell him to come later."

"I can’t," Andrea said. "We arranged a time already." Kitty freed her hands. "Grab me a towel, okay?"

"Sure," she went to the bathroom and Andrea undid the blindfold. She stood up quickly and rushed over to the door. In one motion she grabbed the towel as Kitty came out of the bathroom and gestured for her to go back. Andrea wrapped the towel around her breasts and opened the door as casually as she was able. The ice cream still hadn’t melted and she felt so stuffed that she had to stand with her legs slightly apart.

"Hey Jack," she said as casually as she could. She could feel a dribble of ice cream trailing down her thigh. It wouldn’t be long until it would be below the towel. "Eyes up," she said catching him as is gaze drifted downwards.

"Sorry," he smiled in a way that Andrea thought was somehow too sheepish for a general. "I’m a little early… I’m guessing you’re not quite ready?"

"Uh, no, sorry. It’s taking longer then I thought."

"Ah," he stood there a moment as if unsure of what to say. "Did you get the dress?"

"Dress?" Andrea didn’t remember seeing a dress around.

"In the box by the door."

"Oh yeah, it’s beautiful." She forced a smile and hopped her bluff would hold.

"Great," he hesitated again for a minute as another awkward pause filled the doorway.

"Do you want to wait inside?" Andrea blurted out without thinking. Inwardly she cringed at the stupid idea.

"Sure," he said. Andrea didn’t even know why she was being so foolish. She never had to keep it from him that Kitty was in the room with her. But now that she had her hiding in the bathroom she didn’t have much choice. Andrea opened the door for him and looked around for the box he mentioned. She found it sitting on a chair and picked it up. With a smile she took it hurriedly into the bathroom. At this point there were two trails of liquid, each going down her inner right thigh. One had reached her knee and the other, from her ass, was still a little higher up.

He sat down on the bed and she closed the bathroom door. Kitty was sitting on the side of the tub waiting for her. "Did you just invite him in?" She said quietly. She was still naked and leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. Andrea looked down at her and couldn’t help but admire the way her small breasts pushed together.

"I couldn’t help it," she whispered. "I couldn’t think of what else to say."

"How about, ‘I’ll meet you at the restaurant,’ or wherever you two are going."

"Look, it’s done now. I should just get ready and head off." Andrea shuddered and was reminded about the ice cream inside her. It was mostly melted now and trickling out at a good speed.

Kitty smiled and looked down at the white trail flowing down Andrea’s thighs. She dragged her finger along one of the trails and tasted it. "Mmm, you’re not going anywhere until I’m done with you. He’ll just have to wait."

"Honestly Kitty, I’d love to stay but…" She was interrupted as Kitty inserted a pointer finger into Andrea’s cold, wet and full pussy to the second knuckle. She curled it upwards, feeling the rougher skin that identified Andrea’s G spot and pulled, guiding Andrea until the standing woman was next to her. Andrea’s crotch was about head high so Kitty wasted no time withdrawing her finger and digging her tongue into the strawberries and cream filled hole in front of her. The sides of her breasts pressed against Andrea’s thighs and she felt the sticky ice cream that had been rolling down smear onto her chest. "huuuh," Andrea gasped as Kitty’s warm tongue balanced off the cold and began to warm her insides back up again.

Kitty relished in the taste of her home made ‘sundae’ and took her time eating out Andrea’s pussy. Meanwhile, Andrea was in heaven. Her chest was flushed and she put her arms on the shower rod to hold her balance. Her raised arms lifted her breasts and pointed her stiff nipples upwards. Then, to allow Kitty easier access lifted a leg onto the rim of the tub beside Kitty. The brunette took the hint and grabbing Andrea by the ass leaned into her work, smearing her nose against Andrea’s clit while her tongue continued to warm her lovers’ innards.

Suddenly, without warning Kitty grabbed Andrea’s leg that was still standing straight off the floor and pulled it towards her by the knee. Andrea’s stomach sunk as her legs gave way and she shifted her weight to her arms, hoping that the shower rod could support her. It did. At least for the time being. Kitty, still holding Andrea’s leg by the knee as if without a care, wrapped it around her head and then did the same to her other one. Without hesitation she buried her face in Andrea’s crotch, tonguing at her insides before licking up and down her slit and then returning inside once more.

"Mmph," Andrea bucked, causing her stomach to tighten and the muscles in her arms to clench. She swung slightly but couldn’t go far thanks to Kitty’s face in her sex and when Kitty rubbed her tongue back and forth across her clit, she bucked again and her muscles tightened further. "Unnnh, keep doing that." Andrea shut her eyes tightly as Kitty continued to tongue at her clit vigorously. Andrea’s pussy began to tighten and then bucked once more into Kitty’s face as an orgasm washed over her. Her arms felt weak and she got light headed. Briefly, she thought she was going to fall but managed to support herself. But the added weight on the shower rod made it creak and Andrea felt it shudder.

With a sudden jerk, it gave way and popped out of each side of the wall. She fell to the ground on her back with a large thump and the shower rod clanged on the tile. "Are you okay?" Kitty and Jack said in unison. Jack was immediately on the other side of the door and probably didn’t hear Kitty over his own voice and the wood separating the two.

"Yeah, I’m fine," Andrea said at a normal volume, still lying on the floor. Her back felt a little sore but her pussy was still pulsing from orgasm and she found herself more than a little distracted from the pain. She was trying to keep her voice steady through her pussy’s convulsions. "The shower rod just fell right off."

"I’ll go phone maintenance right away," Jack said. "I can get them to come up in an hour once we’re gone."

"Sounds good," Andrea said. "I’m just finishing up here. I’ll be a few more minutes."

"No hurry," Jack said. "I already let the restaurant know we’d be a little late."

"Mmm," Andrea moaned quietly as the last pulses from her nether region tapered off. Kitty reached down and gently inserted a finger back inside Andrea’s sex. Andrea twitched as it made its way inside. Once Kitty had driven it home, she pulled it out and brought it up to her lips. Sexily she slipped it into her mouth and sucked it clean.

"You taste like chocolate ice cream," she said with a smile. "I wonder what your ass tastes like." Kitty didn’t wait for a response. She grabbed Andrea by the hips and helped her stand. Then turned her around and bent her over the counter. There was another quiet thud as her knee hit the cupboard door.

"Don’t worry, I’m okay Jack." Her breath gave out on the last word as Kitty shoved a finger all the way into her ass. It was still pretty full thanks to the strawberries and the ice cream that had yet to find its way out and Kitty’s finger forced a few more drops to make their exit. "Mmph," Andrea moaned quietly. "You’re evil," she said to Kitty only half joking as the finger curled inside her and she felt another wave of pleasure wash over her. She shuddered and Kitty removed her finger.

She felt movement behind her and Kitty’s sticky hands pressed against her buttocks. They spread her cheeks open and after a moment, Andrea felt a warm object in the space between her pussy and ass. It was obviously Kitty’s tongue and it played there for a moment before dipping down to taste Andrea’s pussy. Andrea shuddered again, still sensitive from the recent orgasm and the cold. Kitty moved her tongue back out and dragged it upwards to her ass. A few seconds later the small pink organ was making its way into Andrea’s rectum and she turned on the tap on high to cover up the noise of her next: "unnnhhh."

Andrea had instinctively puckered up her rear hole and Kitty couldn’t get very far inside. "Come on, relax," she whispered. "Relax or I’ll make you stay here all night."

Andrea sighed in pleasure as Kitty’s tongue flickered at the entrance to her back hole and she did relax, as best as she was able. As soon as Kitty felt Andrea’s sphincter loosen slightly she shoved her tongue in as far as it could go. She immediately tasted chocolate ice cream once again and she felt a bit of a lump that used to be a strawberry but had since been crushed, probably thanks to Andrea’s orgasm. With a little effort, Kitty managed to get her tongue underneath it and then slid it in between her tongue and the roof of Andrea’s rectum towards its point of entrance.

Kitty curled her tongue and then withdrew it, taking the mashed strawberry into her mouth. She bit into it a couple of times, pleasantly surprised that it tasted just like a strawberry in ice cream and swallowed. "This is definitely how I’m going to eat all my desserts in the future." She dug her tongue in and with a little more effort scooped out another one, this time bringing some more chocolate sauce with it. "Or would you rather I find another way?"

"Mmm," Andrea moaned as she pressed her tongue in for a third time to go searching for the final strawberry. "Any orifice you want is at your disposal, twenty-four / seven."

Kitty finally removed the third one. "I’ll take you up on that." Kitty dug her tongue in one final time and played around for a few minutes. Andrea was incredibly turned on again and could only look at her own bent over reflection in the mirror. The sink was starting to fill with water despite the open drain so she turned the tap off. "Turn around, I want to fuck you… right… now…"

Andrea turned as she was told and Kitty pressed into her. Her small breasts pushed against Andrea’s average sized ones and she lifted Andrea’s butt onto the counter. Andrea was only about half sitting on the sink, so her pussy was still easily reachable. Kitty lifted a leg gracefully over Andrea’s and pressed her pussy up even tighter against her lovers’ sex. Andrea’s entire pubic area was slick with cum and ‘sundae’ runoff and when Kitty began to slide her sex against Andrea’s it moved incredibly easily.

Soon Kitty had an arm around Andrea’s waist and another around her shoulder and was bucking hard against her. The brisk motion was forcing their labia apart, thus exposing their clits to each other. It didn’t take much longer until Andrea tensed up again and breathing heavily, clenched her muscles and buried her face into Kitty’s neck. Her hard nipples pressed into the flesh on Kitty’s chest.

When Kitty felt the first few pulses of liquid from Andrea’s slick pussy flow against her clit, she immediately stopped bucking and held Andrea tightly as her own orgasm sent her into small convulsions. "I love you," Kitty said quietly as she held Andrea’s head against her shoulder. Andrea didn’t speak, she only continued to twitch against her partner, now covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Eventually Andrea responded, but wasn’t able to say the same words back, "I know."

The two held each other for another minute or two and Andrea realized that she had probably been in the bathroom a good twenty minutes without even starting to get ready. "I really have to get ready."

Kitty smiled. "Let’s get you ready then."

While Andrea wiped some of the cum and ice cream residue off of her with a damp cloth, Kitty unpacked the dress that Andrea got from Jack and unpacked it. It was black and looked like it was pretty revealing for a formal dress. Kitty lowered it next to the floor so Andrea could step into it while she wiped her chest clean of sweat. Andrea turned to the mirror and finding some makeup on the counter put on some light red lipstick and some darker eye shadow that would go with the black in the dress.

Meanwhile Kitty had lifted the strapless dress into position and carefully zipped it up at the back. Andrea looked at it to find it was indeed rather revealing but she instantly fell in love with it. It went down to her ankles but had a long slit down her right leg that went all the way up the outside of her leg just slightly passed her crotch. If she was leaning forward at just the right angle, someone might get a surprising view considering she wore no underwear.

It was tight along the waist and hips, all the way up to the top of her breasts where it ended just an inch or two above her nipples. The back was tied in several places with tightly crossed laces, but for the most part remained entirely bare from the shoulders down to where one could get a slight hint of the crack of her ass. The front, on the other hand had a stripe of transparent material that ran from just on the inside of each nipple down gradually getting wider until it reached her hips and ended only mili-meters above her pubic hair. Four long black triangles, as if they were spokes on the end of a wheel broke up the transparent fabric over her stomach and tapered to a point about two thirds of the way to the other side of her torso. "Wow," was all Kitty could say.

"Sorry?" Came Jack’s reply from the other side of the door. Andrea was now concentrating on her hair, getting the tangles out of it so the curls floated down to her mid back. Two stray curls hung down over her face, which Andrea found particularly satisfying.

"Heels," Andrea said thinking quickly. "I can’t find any proper shoes."

"They’re in the box with the dress," Jack said. Kitty immediately went through it and pulled out a pair of two inch slender, high-heels. Andrea stepped into them and looked to Kitty.

"How do I look?" She asked matter-of-factly.

"Like the hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen," Kitty said truthfully. She grabbed Andrea’s hand and moved it to her pussy. "Feel. I think I’m wetter then I’ve ever been before." Andrea felt and Kitty wasn’t joking. She was literally dripping.

"Am I ready?"

Kitty looked her up and down. She admired the dress once more before looking to Andrea’s face. Her make-up had been applied well and considering she had rarely seen Andrea in the stuff it made the affect even more striking. She put on a slight amount of blush for Andrea and took another step back. She looked in the make-up kit and found a package of tiny reflective sparkles. She let a few fall over Andrea’s cleavage and collarbone. "You’re done. Go have fun."

Andrea smiled and opened the door once Kitty had a chance to get out of sight. She walked out. "Sorry that took so long but I promise I’m ready to go," Andrea said already feeling bad that Jack had been waiting for nearly an hour.

His jaw went slack when he saw her. "What?" He said, not having heard. His mind was obviously elsewhere.

"I said I’m sorry I’m late."

He shook his head. "I could have waited ten years for just a glimpse of you like this and not been disappointed."

Andrea couldn’t help but blush. She did feel incredibly sexy. Jack was staring into her brown eyes, heightened by the hint of dark eye shadow. "Thank-you."

"Don’t mention it," he said and offered an elbow towards her. Andrea wrapped her hand in it and moved with him towards the door.

"You picked out a beautiful dress."

He laughed awkwardly. "To be honest I got the shop keeper to pick it out. I have such bad taste I figured I would ruin it if I even looked at it. I had no idea she would pick something so…"

"Revealing?"

"Yeah… Hope you don’t mind."

"I just said it was beautiful didn’t I?"

He laughed again, this time feeling a little more like himself. "Yeah. Yeah you did." He closed the door behind them and they made their way to dinner.

* * * *

Andrea was instantly impressed with the restaurant. It was obviously not just a place for drinks and judging by the looks of the clients it served the towers more elite members. They were brought to a quiet two-person table in a secluded corner and given menus. Andrea noticed more than a few gazes her way from a lot of the men in the room.

"So," Jack said after picking up a menu. "What do you want to eat?"

"I have no idea," Andrea said looking at her own list of food. Half the stuff she didn’t even recognize. "Calamari?" She asked.

"Deep fried squid."

"Escargot?"

"Snails in a cream sauce." Andrea made a disgusted face as he said it. "It’s not for everyone but it is pretty good," he said with a smile.

"Bruschetta?"

"Toast with tomatoes and herbs and stuff on top of it."

"That one sounds like a good start."

Jack turned to the waiter; "we’ll get an order of bruschetta to start please."

"Of course," the waiter said and headed towards the kitchen.

"So what do you think of the place?" Jack said.

"It’s…" she was a little short on words. "Fancy."

"It is that," he said. "Do you mind if I do something a little inappropriate?"

Andrea raised an eyebrow. "What’s that?"

"I want to talk business for a few minutes."

Andrea laughed, expecting something entirely different. "Sure. But only a few minutes. I actually have some business for you too."

"Alright then. I’ll go first. We (and by we I mean the Coalition) have a bit of a problem."

"Oh?"

"You’ve heard that a quarter million people have moved her recently?"

"Yeah. I heard about that."

"Well with all those people we have about fifty thousand that want to join the military but our training facility can only take about five thousand of those people."

"That still leaves an awful lot of new recruits on the waiting list."

"Exactly."

"So what does that have to do with me?"

"I want to recruit you again."

"For what," Andrea said suspiciously.

"To train as many people as you can handle. I’m sure between you and your people you can take a few thousand off the list at least. Help us work through the numbers."

Andrea shook her head and took a sip of water. "I told you I don’t work for tyrannies."

Jack frowned. "I see your opinion of us hasn’t changed."

"Why would it? Don’t get me wrong Jack, I think you’re a great guy and I’m very grateful for everything you’ve done for me. But one good person does not a good army make."

Jack hesitated, "what if I told you, that you don’t have to give the army back?"

Andrea perked up at this. "What do you mean? What would be the point then?"

"I can give you as many people as you can train. You can use our facilities and report to us, but in the end, you won’t answer to us."

"What could possibly be the advantage in that. From your point of view I mean. I’m sure the higher ups don’t exactly like me."

"Hah. Well I’m a higher up. I like you. And so does General Holland I’d say. That’s two of the people on the council."

"Somehow I doubt two is a majority."

"True, but most of the others have no reason to dislike you. Besides, I’m the military advisor so it’s my decision in the end. And I believe that if it came down to it, and we needed your services, that you would choose to help us because I believe that what we do, we do because it’s right."

Andrea had to admit she was tempted. "I train them in my own style. My own way."

"Agreed."

"I’ll train them outside of the tower."

Jack nodded, "agreed again."

"Do you have enough weapons for them?"

"That depends on how many you can take."

"I’ll take all of them. All or nothing."

Jack looked a little surprised at that. "Andrea, we’re talking about 45,000 people here. Even you can’t handle training that many at one time."

"I’ll make it work," Andrea said as he looked back at her sceptically.

"I’m not sure if you understand what…" He stopped talking as Andrea shook her head. "No, of course you understand what you’re saying." He stopped once more for a drink of water. "This one I’ll have to clear with the council."

"You do that. Don’t forget to let me know what they say."

"Hah, no. Of course not." He looked around briefly and noticed the wine list on the side of the table. "Oh, I’m sorry. Did you want some wine or champagne or something?" He picked it up to look over it.

"Well you did say you were going to get me drunk."

"Hm, I guess I did at that. I hear the raspberry chardonnay is a good choice. In the mood for something a little more unusual?"

"Sure."

"Excellent." He flagged down a waiter and ordered a bottle. "So what business did you have for me?"

"I wanted to know what the Coalition’s stand point would be if I were to open up negotiations with the Invid."

"How would you do that. As yet we have been unable to even contact them, let alone open up negotiations."

"Let’s just say I have an ‘in,’" Andrea said. "So? What would you say?"

He thought for a moment. "I’d say it’s a good route to go. I would want a Coalition representative to sit in on the talks."

"That may not be possible. I think they’ll only talk to me."

"I see. In that case…" He stopped talking while the bottle of chardonnay was placed on the table and glasses poured. "In that case, I imagine I’d have to oppose the idea. Without a Coalition representative there, we have now way of guaranteeing our interests are being considered. Like it or not Andrea, there are six million people that are either in the military or in cities under our control. That’s one fifth the population of the America’s."

"And I’m looking out for the other four fifths."

"That may be so, but they don’t know that. You can’t tell people what they want."

"Do you want the Invid gone?"

He sighed. "Of course I do, but let’s face it, the chances of that happening through negotiations are minimal to zero."

"We won’t know until we try."

"True." He took a sip of his drink. "Listen, Andrea. I don’t want to upset you with matters of state, especially since you took the time to dress up like this and meet me on a date, but who made you humanities ambassador?"

"Default."

"Hm? I don’t understand."

"I said I got it by default, when no one else wanted the job."

"What do you think the Coalition is trying to do?"

"Well they’re sure as hell not ambassadors. Military or political leaders can’t be ambassadors Jack. Their position forces them to lose their interest in those that haven’t joined them."

"And how many people are under your command Andrea? In York and Oaxaca?"

Andrea looked surprised. She didn’t think he knew about her expanding military force. "How do you know about that?"

"We do have Coalition agents in both aforementioned cities. You have to keep track of the places not under your control. To make sure they don’t end up as enemies. Are you going to end up that way?"

"I suppose that depends on you and the rest of the council, doesn’t it?"

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes. Eventually Jack spoke. "Well, enough business for one day, what do you say to that?"

"I couldn’t agree more."

The rest of dinner was a little awkward for a while but after a few glasses of chardonnay, it settled back into the casual friendly routine that she so often experienced with Jack.

By the time the two were leaving, they had finished off the first bottle and made it most of the way through a second. Andrea was feeling a little light headed but more obvious then that, she was horny. Alcohol always made her horny.

The two left the restaurant together and Andrea was hoping that the night wasn’t quite over. "You want to come back to my room for a while?" She said. She was more than conscious of how good she looked in the dress and played it up to the best of her ability, walking with her hips and keeping her back straight with her chest forward.

"I have something I want to show you first," Jack said. He grabbed her gently by the elbow and led her into the elevator. The got out at floor 21 and walked down the hall until he arrived at an inconspicuous looking door. "After you," he said and Andrea opened it and walked inside. Jack followed and closed the door behind him.

"Where’s a light? I can’t see anything." Jack flicked the light on and Andrea got a good look around. It was a closet. "A closet?" She said repeating her thought.

"It’s the only civilian place in the tower that doesn’t have any surveillance equipment. No one can listen to what we say in here."

"You mean people have listened to everything I’ve said since I arrived here?" Andrea was more upset than surprised. Her horny thoughts immediately vanished as Jack nodded.

"It’s not my idea, but it does allow us to keep track of security risks inside the building."

"So I’m a security risk?" Now she was getting angry.

"Quite frankly, yes. At least from the perspective of the council."

"And what about from your perspective?"

"I think you’re the most honorable person I know. And I know you’re a security risk, but I also know that you won’t cause any trouble unless we give you reason to."

Andrea felt a little better after hearing that. "So why did you bring me here?"

"I wanted to tell you that I can arrange for you to get all of the new recruits. But I also want to tell you that the Espionage Minister will put some of his people in with them. If you step out of line, they’ll take you down."

"I can handle myself."

"I know you can, but you also need to know what you’re getting yourself into. It’s going to be a dangerous job. I won’t even know who the spies are."

Andrea nodded, "I appreciate the warning."

"There’s something else you should know as well," he said. He walked over to a small bench and sat down. "They’re only offering you these people so that they can get on your good side. They think that if they let you use their facilities, their people and their teaching methods that you’ll be easier to control if you become someone they think needs dealing with."

"I notice you’re using the word "they" a lot but you’re the only one who knows me well enough to suggest and implement a plan like that."

"True, it was my idea. I suggested that they make friends with you, instead of enemies and it’s a recommendation that I still stick with."

Andrea nodded. "Thank-you for being honest with me."

He smiled. "I really do want to be your friend, Andrea. I like you a great deal."

"I know. I like you too." They paused for a minute and Andrea walked over. She grabbed him around the lower back and slowly pressed her body up against his. She then moved in for a kiss but waited once her lips were nearly at his, to make sure he wanted the same. She felt butterflies in her stomach and hadn’t been this nervous about a kiss since she made out with Keri for the first time.

Just as she hoped, he met her lips with his own and kissed her passionately. He pulled her close to him and ran his hands down her back until they stopped on her ass. Andrea broke the kiss and looked up at him. He was only an inch or two taller when she was wearing her heels. "I have something I need to tell you too."

"Go ahead," he said listening intently.

Andrea hesitated a moment, "as you may have guessed from how many times you’ve seen me naked, I’m not too worried about other people seeing me that way." He nodded encouraging her to go on. "Well, I’m also not too worried about having sex with other people either. I just wanted you to know that it’s not a matter of loyalty to me, it’s a matter of freedom. If we keep going down this road, I don’t think it’s something I can do to stick exclusively to you."

"I see…" He was obviously disappointed.

"I’m sorry, I just wanted to tell you before we got any further. I didn’t want you to get hurt."

He nodded, "I appreciate you being straight with me. Maybe it is a good idea if we take things a little slowly so I have time to think about it."
Andrea nodded slowly. She had a frown on her face and gave him a hug. "If we can make something out of this then that’s great. I just don’t want to screw it up."

"Me either. And I don’t want to loose you just because I can’t share. Let me think about it, okay?"

Andrea nodded again. "Maybe we should get going then."

"Maybe we should."

"See you tomorrow?"

Jack smiled. "Mind if I ask you a question first?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"Why do you do what you do?" Andrea gave him a strange look. "I mean, why are you always in the thick of things. I can’t get one damn report about a major event in North America without you being in it. Why put yourself in so much danger all the time?"

"Honestly?" Andrea thought for a minute. "The Invid attack, the Resistance, the Coalition… the gangs. All these groups are looking out for themselves and no one else. I guess I see this whole situation as an opportunity. Thanks to the Invid our race has been set back to square one. Now we have the chance to start making some changes. The way we eat, the way we treat each other, or ourselves, the way we have sex, the way we live. We can build a better world, but we’re too busy fighting each other like we used to do, that we’re not getting anywhere.

"I’m trying to build a new, better world, not restore the old shitty one. That’s why I do what I do. If I grow old and die to see humanity still fighting with each other… well, I don’t know. It’s just not right. You know what I mean?"

Jack nodded. "Thanks for explaining it to me. I’ll see you later, Andrea."

"See you."

* * * *

Andrea was on her way back to her quarters when the elevator doors opened to reveal Ed standing inside. "Hot damn," were the first words out of his mouth upon seeing her in the dress. "Ah hope you’re goin’ up."

"I am now," Andrea said coyly and stepped into the elevator. "What have you been up to since we got here?"

"Oh me? Ah’m still explorin.’ There’s an awful lot t’ take in around this place."

"Tell me about it," Andrea said. "What are you up to now?"

"Ah was just heading back to mah room t’ relax. You?"

"Just going to do the same. I was out to dinner with Jack."

"Who?"

"He’s a general on the council here. We’ve helped each other out a bit so decided to go get something to eat."

"Must have been a fancy restaurant."

Andrea nodded. "Too fancy. Did you know that once you reach a certain point, the fancier a place gets, each meal gets proportionately smaller and more expensive?"

"Ah can’t say ah did know that." The elevator dinged and the doors opened.

Ed exited and Andrea turned to the elevator operator, "thanks."

"My pleasure Ms.," he said and the doors closed.

Ed looked puzzled. "What exactly does that guy do?"

"Pushes the buttons, near as I can tell. That’s about it."

"Huh…" Ed reached his door. "You uh… You want to come in for a minute?"

"Yeah, that would be nice."

Ed opened the door for her and she walked through. "They set me up with a nice room."

Andrea looked around. It was actually a pretty nice set up as far as hotels went. But that was becoming somewhat expected in Trump Towers. "I can see that."

Ed suddenly looked down awkwardly. "Look, Andrea, ah have kind of an awkward question to ask you."

"Oh?"

Ed hesitated a bit. "Ah wanted to know where we stand. You know, as an item as it were."

Andrea’s heart hit her stomach. She didn’t want another one of these conversations. "I think…" She sighed. "I think maybe we shouldn’t think too much about it."

"Andrea, ah can take the truth, ah just need to know it."

Andrea looked him in the eyes as if to gauge whether or not he really could. "Honestly Ed, I’m afraid to commit to a relationship because I don’t think it would be fair. Not to you or anyone else. Too many people are interested and I’m happy with the way things are now."

He nodded in understanding. "So where exactly does that put us then?"

Andrea shrugged slightly and took a few steps towards him. "Good friends?"

"Ah can deal with good friends."

"And of course, if you’re okay with it, I’m always up for a little sport sex.’"

"In that case, are you doin’ anything right now? Ah don’t mean to pull the pity card, but it’d probably make me feel better."

Andrea smiled, "that depends on whether or not you can get me out of this dress."

"Knowin’ you ah may not have to." Ed reached out for her and Andrea embraced him. Ed pulled away after a minute and looked her in the eyes briefly before kissing her lightly on the lips, slowly working up to more passion. "So what have we got down here?" He said slipping a hand past the leg slit in the dress and towards her sex. It was wet and he found a clear lack of underwear. "Hah, looks like ah was right."

"Well you do know me."

Ed currently had his back to the bed so he hiked up Andrea’s dress past her knees and sat down on the bed, taking her with him. Andrea straddled him and kissed him once more, this time getting a little more passionate as she felt the rough fabric of his jeans rub between her thighs. "You sure this is okay?" He said stopping long enough to ask and get a clear answer.

"Of course I’m sure. I may be a little more ready then most people to drop my pants, but I still only do it with people I care about."

"Ah know that, that’s why I was checking."

Andrea smiled. "I do care about you, you know."

"Well ah know you used to. But with mah doppelganger runnin’ around I didn’t know if that changed nothin’ or not."

"You’re still you. I know that and so does my pussy."

"Well, good enough then."

"What, don’t you want me to prove it to you?" Andrea said while reaching between them to undo his pants.

"Maybe it couldn’t hurt."

Andrea kissed him again and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pinning her arms between them. With a bit of fumbling, she finally got his zipper down and pulled his stiffening member out of his boxer shorts. She gave it a few slow strokes and it quickly grew to full size. By this point Ed was necking her and she fumbled a bit more with his cock before managing to get its head to its destination.

"Mmmm," Andrea moaned as she sat down on him, pushing his dick all the way inside her with one stroke. "I love doing this with you."

"Same here," he said. "You always feel, mmm, perfect." He let go of her back with his right hand and slid it around her body to her breast. Delicately he began massaging it through the dress while Andrea moved up and down on his cock, feeling it press against the soft pink tissue inside her.

Andrea gave into the sensations and let her head roll back. The move exposed more of her neck for Ed to kiss and he took full advantage of it. His one arm on her back was supporting Andrea to stop her from falling backwards all the way but she continued to do the real work, casually raising and lowering her hips in rhythm. After a few minutes she stopped that and began to grind against him. She could feel his pants against her ass but paid the feeling no heed. Her stomach flexed back and forth under her dress as she ground into his sex as hard as she could.

Ed switched support hands so that her other breast could get some attention and Andrea moaned again. "Hurry up and cum. I’m not going to be long," she said breathily. The stray curl over her face was becoming matted to her forehead and her cleavage becoming shiny with sweat. She didn’t feel too tired physically but she was definitely close. The angle she was at was causing Ed’s cock to rub against her G-spot.

"I’m not quite there yet," Ed breathed hoarsely. Andrea didn’t hear him. She rotated her hips around him a few more times and suddenly, unable to control herself came hard. Ed had to pull her back up tightly against him so she didn’t fall backwards as she began to shudder in his grasp.

"Oooohhhmm," her pussy clamped around Ed’s cock and spasmed but it didn’t trigger an equal reaction in Ed. Andrea’s pulsing sex and the new coat of liquid covering his cock only turned him on more. He tried to thrust upwards a few times, encouraging her to continue but Andrea was quite happy to take a break. "You didn’t get off," she said plainly.

"Uh yeah. But don’t worry, ah’ll be fine. It was good even without it." Still, despite his words, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment when Andrea lifted her pussy off of him and left his soaking wet cock to fend for itself. He quickly changed her perceptions however as Andrea dropped to her knees and licked solidly once up the length of his shaft. "Ohhh," he moaned. "Does this mean you’re not done with me yet?"

"Hmm," Andrea smiled. "Not even close."

The second she finished speaking she closed her mouth around the head of his cock. She could taste herself predominantly on him and still didn’t much care for the idea of that but was more concerned about making sure he enjoyed himself. "Don’t stop now," he moaned and as if in response, Andrea lowered her head to take his full member into her mouth. Her lips were immediately glossy with her cum and his cock was immediately smeared lightly with her lipstick. She flicked her tongue around the head of his dick to try and get him to enjoy the feeling before lifting her mouth away from him until only the tip of him was still inside.

Andrea smiled and licked the tip before plunging him back inside her a second time. He moved his hands to her hair and Andrea continued the same type of rhythm for another minute or two before he had all he could take and she felt him tense up. Andrea used the opportunity to tongue at the bottom of his cock head and the first spurt of his orgasm shot hard onto the roof of her mouth. She could feel it dripping down to her tongue when the second spurt followed the first ones course.

Ed moaned and shot a few more before finally lying back exhausted. Andrea swallowed the full mouthful with over two gulps and then ran her tongue around the inside of her mouth to find and swallow any cum that stuck there.

Andrea was still in a high from her own orgasm and stood up on slightly wobbling legs. Her dress fell back into position and she walked around to sit on the side of the bed where Ed’s legs were hanging off. "How was that?" She asked.

"Do you have to ask? It was amazing, as always. Although you seem t’ really like mah cum. Ah always end up inside your mouth at the end."

"Hm," Andrea smiled. "I guess so." She paused for a moment, happy to relax and come down a bit before leaving. Then, after a few minutes she said, "Sorry Ed, but I should head off."

"That’s okay," he said a little disappointed. "As long as ah can see you tomorrow sometime."

"Yeah, of course. Have a good night."

"Thanks, you too."

Andrea stood up and removed the smudged lipstick before heading out into the hall and walking a few doors to her room. She opened the door and was more than a little surprised to find Thunder inside sitting on a chair by the table. Tess was there too "What are you doing here?" She said pleasantly surprised. "And why her?"

"I guess when you spend a night naked next to two beautiful women you just want more."

Andrea laughed at the joke. "Seriously…"

"Well, apparently you’re too good to come see me so I figured I’d come see you instead. And as for her… she missed you. As I understand it you’ve been ill lately so she probably hasn’t had much chance to visit."

Andrea smiled and walked over to him. He stood and she hugged him, her head pressed softly into his shoulder. "I’m sorry. Things have been really crazy."

"I know. I just haven’t had a chance to talk to you in months and decided I couldn’t wait any longer. Next time you go somewhere you sure as hell better take me with you."

"You’ve got a deal."

"So," he said casually. "Who are you trying to knock out?"

"Knock out?" Andrea didn’t understand what he meant.

Thunder stepped back to get a good look at her, "the dress. If someone saw you in that unprepared you could give them a heart attack or something."

"Hah, thanks for the compliment but I don’t think it looks that good."

"Obviously your room doesn’t have a mirror."

"Why aren’t we just full of witticisms today."

"What can I say, it’s hard not to be happy when the woman of your dreams comes back after two months."

"The woman of your dreams? I think you’re getting a little too much altitude in this tower."

"On the contrary, I feel great. One thing I’ve had is time and I’ve thought it all over several times."

"Thought what over?" Andrea was beginning to grow a little concerned about where this was heading.

"Why are you so afraid of commitment?" Thunder said changing the subject suddenly.

"I’m not."

"Prove it then."

"How…" Andrea was still a little concerned.

"I left a gift for you in the bathroom."

"In the bathroom?"

Thunder smiled. "It was the only place I could think to hide it in a suite with only two rooms." Andrea walked cautiously over to the bathroom and paused at the door. "It won’t bite you. Well… it bit me a few times, but I think that’s all done with now."

Andrea raised an eyebrow and opened the door. On the counter was a display of flowers with a hand carved wooden box in the approximate shape of a coyote. Thunder was obviously not a professionally, but it was also obvious he had put a lot of work in to compensate.

"It’s a native tradition…" He paused, "okay, it’s actually just my families tradition but when you run around wearing a loin cloth, you can say things like that and people believe you."

Andrea laughed. "I hope you didn’t just make fun of your people."

He went serious for a moment. "No, I have a great deal of respect for our ways, but they can seem rather strange to outsiders."

"I suppose so." Andrea looked at the box and the flowers for a moment. "What is it?"

Thunder looked a little disappointed. "I was hoping you’d be able to see for yourself."

"Hah, no I mean the tradition. I can tell it’s a coyote." Andrea’s resolve was already fading. She found herself very impressed with the gesture.

"Oh, my apologies. I suppose I’m a little defensive about it."

"You don’t have to be. It’s beautiful."

"Thank-you." He walked up behind her and stood just on the other side of the bathroom door. "My family gives a hand carved box to those they’re interested in solidifying a relationship with. Nothing so formal as marriage, but still a promise to be with someone when they need you."

Andrea lifted onto her tiptoes and kissed him. "It’s beautiful but I don’t think I can keep that promise."

"Well, see I thought about that too and I came to the conclusion that I could live with sharing you with others if you could live with coming back to me when it counts."

Andrea kissed him again, this time harder. "Let me think about it okay?"

"Okay."

"Either way, this whole thing is very sweet." Andrea kissed him again.

"I’m glad you think so."

The whole thing put Andrea in a much better mood and she was starting to feel a little flirtatious. She grabbed one of the daffodils from the display and put the stem in her cleavage. The flower sunk until the petals were an inch or two above her dress line. Its stem was visible behind the clear fabric below. "What do you think?"

Thunder was catching on to her flirting and returned with some of his own. "It’s stunning but I still like your other flower better."

"Well, if you help me out of this dress I could probably arrange to let you have a look."

"Mmm, sounds like fun." Without hesitation he reached around her and pulled at one of the laces keeping the back of it on. He undid another two, leaving only the bottom one left and as he pulled the last string there was a knock at the door. "I’ll get it," he said noticing that there was now nothing holding the top of her dress on.

"No that’s okay. It’s my room." Andrea clutched the fabric to her breasts and the rest hung limply at her sides. She opened the door with her free hand to see Irene on the other side.

"Hey!" Irene gave her a passionate and lengthy kiss on the lips before inviting herself through the door.

"Hi," Andrea closed the door realizing there was no point in trying to shoe her back out again. It wouldn’t work without hurt feelings. "What are you doing here Irene?"

"I missed you. I still haven’t really seen you since you got back, just talked to you."

"Oh," Andrea said, not sure what else to say.

"Oh, hi Thunder," Irene said as she saw him near the bathroom door.

"Hello, Irene."

"What are you two doing in here?"

"Uh," Andrea was stumbling. "We’re…"

"It’s private," Thunder interrupted.

"Oh really?" Irene’s excitement grew. "Can I stay and watch?"

Thunder sighed and looked over to Andrea as if to say ‘it’s up to you.’ After thinking about it for a minute, Andrea answered by moving the hand that was holding up the top of her dress. The fabric flopped forward and hung from where the dress was still tight along her waist leaving her completely naked from the belly button up. "Just keep out of the way, okay?"

"Deal," Irene said and happily moved over to the table in the corner. She took a seat where Thunder was earlier and grabbed Tess, gently putting the coyote onto her lap. Tess didn’t have enough room to lay down but seemed happy enough to be sitting and get the extra attention.

Meanwhile Andrea put a sway in her hips and moved towards Thunder. While walking she hooked her thumbs in the dress and slowly pulled it down passed her hips. It hit the ground and she stepped out of the mound of fabric to reveal that the high heels were all she had left on. "What did I do to deserve this?" Thunder said, half astounded with his luck.

"Enough with the compliments, You’ve gotten this far haven’t you?" Andrea put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down onto the bed.

"You’re the boss," he said playfully.

"And don’t you forget it," she said before she straddled his stomach and took off two pillowcases and his shirt. She then used the pillowcases to tie his hands to the headboard. Thunder could feel Andrea’s wet pussy rub against his stomach as she knelt over him to finish the knots. He also found himself looking at a great view of her stomach and hanging breasts, the later of which occasionally brushed against his face as she moved while tying him.

Once finished, she sat back up again, displaying her firm breasts and tight stomach to him from a different angle. Andrea backed down the bed until his soft cock was in front of her face and she took it into her mouth. It was easy to get it all in at first but he was quickly becoming hard. Andrea forgot how big he was as his full twelve inches soon made itself known. She was forced to bob up and down on the upper half of his sex while using her hand to pump the rest. It was actually quite a feat of coordination and it took her a minute to get the rhythm right.

"Ohhh, where did you learn to do that?" Thunder let his body go slack and enjoy the blowjob. Andrea was flicking her tongue over the tip of his cock each time she pulled her head back in her motions. "Never mind, probably best I don’t know."

"Mmm," Andrea acknowledged through his dick. She flicked her tongue over it again and felt it flex. He was definitely enjoying himself.

Thunder looked down his body to see Andrea looking up at him as she seductively swallowed him once more. She was able to take about one quarter of him inside her mouth directly and as she continued to swallow Thunder gasped as he felt his cock head enter into her throat. She gagged as he passed her reflex but she managed to get it under control quickly and continue swallowing. She’d taken a few guys in all the way but never someone of Thunder’s size. She was determined to try.

"Andrea, you don’t have to…" Thunder stopped talking and gasped as Andrea started to work on swallowing the second half of his cock. "I mean you…" He was cut short again as Andrea’s fingertips found his balls. She started to massage them and pushed in another couple inches. Andrea gagged again as his cock’s thickest part went down her throat and a few seconds later he was completely buried inside her mouth. Her lips were pressed against his soft pubic hair at the base of his member and she could feel him twitching inside her mouth. Thunder gasped and the twitching continued. Andrea moved her hands to his ass and used the grip to hold him tightly inside her.

Andrea knew whatever she was doing was working. He was making regular grunts and moans, and she wasn’t doing anything at all except for a few subconscious movements from her throat. "Ohh, Andrea. You are so good at this." A few more seconds passed and he grabbed her gently to move her head away. With a wet pop, he exited her mouth and suddenly she could taste a small amount of cum.

"Did you just cum?" She said half-astonished. She hadn’t felt or tasted anything at all.

"Are you kidding?" He said exhausted with his cock already softening. "I thought I was going to put a hole through you."

"Oh," Andrea said. "I guess you were too far in." She had to admit she felt a little disappointed. She was hoping to have him cum inside one of her other holes. "You think you’re up for another round?"

"Hah, are you kidding? Of course I am." He looked down at his limp cock and smiled. "Just give me a few minutes."

Andrea was feeling a little impatient. Suddenly a wicked grin came over her. "I’ve got an idea."

"Oh?"

"Have you ever wanted to do someone anally before?"

Thunder gave her a queer look, "have you been into the Invid flower again?"

Andrea laughed, "no, of course I haven’t."

"Then what the hell are you thinking, woman? I don’t mean to brag, but it’ll just be painful for you, and if it’s painful for you then it’s no fun for me."

"I’m a big girl now Thunder, I know what I’m doing. Have you wanted to or not?"

"I…" he sighed. "It’s something I’ve thought about trying, yes."

"Well good then," Andrea said. "Let’s give it a try."

"Are you sure about this, Andrea?"

"Of course I’m sure. Besides, if it doesn’t fit it doesn’t fit. But it’s at least worth a try. And I have an idea on how to make it easier anyway."

"Oh? How’s that?"

Andrea smiled. "Wait and see."

"Mmm, I can’t wait," said Irene from her spot in the corner. Andrea had completely forgot she was even present and startled at the voice. She looked over to see Tessa on the floor beside her. Irene was naked with leg draped over the arm of her chair and two fingers gently probing her pussy. It was making quiet wet "schluck" noises each time she pushed in or out.

Thunder followed her gaze over and stared into Irene’s splayed legs. Each time her two fingers came out glistening before dipping back inside again. Her large (and quite literally) impossibly firm breasts were rocking slightly with each wrist movement. He started to get hard again.

Andrea looked back over to him to notice him half hard already. "Oh no you don’t," she said. It was already about seven inches long. "Look away, think about something else."

"What? Why?" He said changing his gaze to watch her face.

"Because I want to get you inside me before you’re completely hard. Otherwise it will be impossible." Andrea mounted him and grabbed his cock, facing him on the bed.

"Oh. Um… Do they have any sports teams here?" Andrea felt it shrinking slightly.

"I don’t know, I think there’s a soccer team," Andrea said while pushing his semi-hard cock-head against the entrance to her ass. It was still wet from his earlier blowjob and without being too large, went in fairly easily. After the head was in things became a little more difficult. In it’s soft state, it was hard to push any more in without a lot of manipulation which, incidentally, caused his dick to harden again.

"Are they any good?" Thunder continued.

"I don’t know, I haven’t watched them." She was currently working more of him inside her. It was about halfway in and Andrea was already feeling a little stuffed. "I assume they’re pretty good. They have a large population base to draw from." Andrea grabbed him again and stuffed in another inch. She leaned backwards, supporting herself with one arm to make the angle a little easier. It also gave Thunder a great view and she felt his cock flex and grow, filling her up even more. "Don’t look. You’re not allowed to look," Andrea said smiling at the irony.

"Okay, okay," he shut his eyes. "But this way I’ll just imagine it and it’ll be the same." Andrea shoved in a little more. There was only about an inch of his soft cock left outside of her body.

"It doesn’t need to work for long. Only a couple more seconds," she groaned and tensed her face as he went in the final amount. "There," she said. Her butt cheeks were pressed solidly onto his thighs and she knew that the real struggle was just beginning. As he grew it would be just as hard to keep him inside her.

"There, what?" His eyes were still closed.

"Open your eyes. You can get hard now."

Thunder obeyed. Andrea was still leaning far back exposing her stomach and breasts to his gaze and Irene had now worked three fingers into her soaked pussy. Her small tuff of blonde pubic hair had been matted flat against her skin from her own juices. Andrea felt Thunder’s cock twitch again and begin to grow.

"She’s that much of a turn on, is she?" Andrea said feigning jealousy.

"Not just her," Thunder smiled back and brought her gaze back to Andrea. "Personally I like the athletic look over the Barbie look anyway." He turned to Irene. "No offence Irene, you’re still gorgeous."

"What’s a Barbie?"

Andrea chucked to herself. "Never mind Irene. Take it as a compliment."

"Oh… Okay. Thanks."

"No problem," Thunder said, still getting harder.

"Ooo," Andrea flinched as Thunder’s cock expanded in her by a fair sized jump.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I’m fine." She flinched again as he kept expanding. She smiled in an attempt to ease his mind. "Just a little tight."

"Oh tell me about it," he said. "It feels incredible."

"Mmm, it feels good for me too." For the most part, Andrea was telling the truth. It felt good being so filled up but it was certainly stretching her a bit and some angles got a little uncomfortable. However, as long as she leant back, it pressed on her G spot from the other side and felt great.

He grew a little more and then stopped. Andrea rocked her hips slightly in an effort to get him all the way hard but he had just stopped growing. "What’s wrong?" She knew he was only about three-quarters there.

"I’m just too worried I’m going to hurt you."

"Let me worry about that, will you?"

"I can’t. I’m still thinking about it either way."

Andrea sighed, "sometimes you’re just too good a guy Thunder."

"I’m not sure how to take that," he said with a smile. "Any ideas?"

"What’s the problem?" Irene said from her corner.

"He’s not hard yet," Andrea said.

"Oh, I bet I can fix that," Irene said and withdrew her fingers from her pussy. A drop of moisture collected on the underside of her middle finger as she stood up and walked a few steps to the bed.

Without hesitation, she placed her wet hand on Andrea’s breast and her other hand on her back to help support her as she laid into the other woman with an aggressive French kiss. Irene frantically massaged Andrea’s breast, spreading her own lubricant over Andrea’s chest as she intensified the kiss even further. Thunder immediately started getting harder and Andrea wrapped her arms around Irene’s neck, melting into the kiss.

"Umph," she moaned through the lip play as Thunder stretched her further. Irene seemed to pick up on the hint and leaned Andrea further backwards until she was at a forty-five degree angle to the bed. She was suddenly very grateful for Irene’s superhuman strength.

Thunder continued to grow at record speed as he looked from Irene’s perfect ass, up her curved hips to her left breast, just jutting out from behind her back. He then followed her arm across to Andrea’s glistening right nipple, still pointing skywards thanks to the angle of her back. It was a great angle, down past her taught stomach, extremely short pubic hair and splayed legs which happened to give him a great view of her wet, gaping pussy and his own cock, buried deep in her ass. He felt himself stiffen the rest of the way and stretch Andrea’s warm tight bowels to the max.

"Unnnnnnhh," Andrea half whined half moaned into Irene’s mouth. "Oh, God," she said breaking the kiss. "You’re huge."

Andrea was already sweating from her brow and chest. "Guess my job’s done," Irene kissed her one more time, and then stepped back to her chair before firmly embedding her three fingers back inside her pussy. "You two are really hot," she added.

"Thanks," Andrea gasped, still adjusting to the size. She had to admit it was hurting more than she thought it would but she was hardly about to give up now. She got him to fit, so it was just a matter of getting used to it before going further.

"You sure you’re okay?" Thunder asked looking concerned again.

"Oh don’t you start down that road again." Andrea was breathing heavy and still sweating. Her right breast was still red from where Irene had been massaging it and she sat up a little straighter. "Unph" The move let his cock inside slightly further and Andrea wasn’t expecting it. "How does it feel?"

"Damned amazing. And it gives me a great view of your body."

Andrea smiled and sat up a little straighter still until she was more or less perpendicular to Thunder. Her wildly arched back was the only giveaway that she had a twelve-inch long cock inside her ass. From Thunder’s point of view though, her arched back only jutted her ribs and breasts forward, giving him another excellent view. Then, slowly, Andrea started moving upwards. She put one hand behind her to stop her from falling backwards and the other she brought up to her left breast, more concerned with putting on a show for Thunder then actually playing with herself.

When Andrea’s ass was almost completely vacant, she plunged back down on him, filling her up once more and causing another moan to escape her slightly parted mouth. She was still sweating but the pain was subsiding and the tension in her face lessening. It was starting to get more fun. Thunder stared at her open pussy as she moved up and down on his cock with more speed. He felt like he was going to cum.

"Any other sports teams in town?"

"What - huhn" she breathed heavily with each motion that sent him plowing into her once more, "are you doing – hunh – talking about sports – huhn – at a time like this."

"I’m going to cum if I don’t and I never want this to end."

"While I – huhn – appreciate your – huhn – enthusiasm," she breathed heavily for a minute while she continued pumping up and down, "I can’t just – huhn – do this all day."

"Then untie me. I’ll take over." Andrea stopped her motions for a minute to think. He was deep inside her again and her butt cheeks were hot and sweaty on his thighs. Her pussy was soaked from arousal. "Come on," he pleaded. "Untie me." He was all to conscious of her ass pulsing around his cock and tried to think of something other then the tight, loose, tight, loose feeling.

"Okay," she said and leaning forward managed to grab the pillowcases and untie them, while still keeping the tip of his cock inside her rear hole. When he was free, she sat back to her previous position, burying him inside her once more. Her skin was glistening from sweat and her right nipple even more so, thanks to Irene’s pre-cum. "What do you want me to do?"

"Face the other way," he said after a few seconds of thinking. "But don’t let it come out. We may never get it back in again."

"Hah, don’t I know it," Andrea said, and used her rear as a pivot point to turn. Thunder grabbed her under the armpits to help her balance and slowly, she spun around Thunder’s dick. It was a strange feeling but pleasurable and soon Andrea found herself facing Irene, with her back to Thunder. "Now what?"

"Hands and knees," Thunder said.

Andrea obeyed and the two quickly found themselves in a doggy style position. Thunder reached around and grabbed Andrea’s slippery right breast before pushing himself all the way into her once more. "Unnnnnh," Andrea’s face tensed again. The new position let him bury himself further and she was till trying to get used to his size in the first place. "Don’t stop," she said, not wanting to discourage him. She didn’t.

With newfound vigour, Thunder began humping her hard and fast. Andrea could swear she kept hearing him mumble to himself about sports or the weather or some other inane topic but it was hard to concentrate, let alone hear, through her own heavy breathing. Her face and chest were flushed beat red and after about ten minutes of pounding her insides, he stopped, fully inside her once more. "You’re turn for a while," he said as if he was thinking that being furiously pounded internally by a 12-inch long rod qualified as a ‘break.’ Andrea was still just as sweaty as he was, but more then happy to go the extra mile for a good time.

They positioned themselves so that he was on his back once more and Andrea rode him again, this time facing Irene, for about five or ten minutes. By the time she was done, he still hadn’t cum but she was getting surprisingly close. She didn’t think it would be possible to have an orgasm with any kind of other stimulation but it seemed to be working. Since she had been going so long, Thunder’s cock was moving in and out of her ass as easily as it would in her pussy.

"Okay, I’m good to go again," he said.

Andrea stopped with his cock embedded in her once more, "well you’re the boss," Andrea said playfully. "What’s the plan now?"

He thought for a minute, enjoying the freedom Andrea was giving him. "Irene, can you move that footrest up against the wall over there?" He pointed to a flat section of the wall.

"Yeah, sure," she said happily. The footrest was about two feet wide and about a foot tall. She picked it up and set it down right against the wall. That done, she went back and sat down, wasting no time inserting her fingers back into her pussy. Her thighs were completely soaked and there was a wet patch on the chair beneath her crotch. It looked like she had already cum once or twice.

Meanwhile, Thunder sat up and shuffled to the edge of the bed, with Andrea still in his lap. He grabbed her by the thighs and stood up, walking over to what was about to be Andrea’s new stool. He put her down on it and pressed up against her from behind. The pressure forced her stomach, chest and cheek into the wall and the height of the stool helped counteract Thunder’s seven-foot tall frame. Only a few seconds later, he was pumping in and out of Andrea once more, this time with both of them standing up.

Each of Thunder’s thrusts pushed her stomach hard into the wall and it only took a few of them before Andrea started feeling sore. "Stop," she moaned as he withdrew most of the way out of her ass. "It hurts."

"Oh, I’m sorry. We’ll stop." He started pulling out of her ass but quickly she reached behind her and grabbing him by the butt, shoved him back in with a little more strength then she had intended.

"Unph," she said hitting the wall once more. "That’s not what I meant. The wall hurts, not my ass."

"Oh," he said understanding. "Back to the bed then?"

"Uh uh. There’s always a solution. I’ll bet Irene wouldn’t mind being a cushion for me."

"Ooo, can I?" She was already excited about the idea.

"If you want, sure," Thunder said pulling Andrea away from the wall and onto the edge of the footrest. Irene was quickly on her feet and climbed onto the step with Andrea, facing her. She rested her back and butt against the wall and then grabbed Andrea by the hips to pull her closer.

Instantly Andrea found herself sandwiched between two warm bodies and she started to sweat even more. Her slippery chest and stomach rubbed against Irene’s dry skin and created a pleasant friction. Andrea wrapped her arms around Irene’s waist tightly and put her chin over the other woman’s shoulder. At that point, Thunder plowed into her ass once more and Irene did an excellent job as her cushion. "Unnnnh," Andrea moaned into Irene’s ear. Each time Thunder thrust forward she moaned again, turning Irene on more and more.

Another nice side effect was the way her breasts mashed into the other woman’s. It was providing some extra stimulation on her nipples and bringing her ever closer to her precious orgasm. "Thunder?" She said.

"Yeah?"

"Stop thinking about – unnnnh – the weather. Unnnh – I want you – unnnnh – to cum." Andrea’s hands slipped down to Irene’s ass and squeezed tightly as she was forced hard against her body once more.

"I’ve never heard you moan like this," Irene whispered into Andrea’s ear.

"Unnnnh, I’ve never been – unnnnh – fucked like this before," Andrea whispered back.

"Do you like it?"

"Unnnnh – do I ever."

"Can I fuck you like this some time?"

"Anytime you’d – unnnnh – like."

"What are you two girls talking about," Thunder said, as if entertained by their whispering.

"She’s talking about what a great lay… or stand, you are," Irene said for Andrea. "She doesn’t need to though. I can feel how wet she is on my thigh."

That did it for Thunder. Irene’s comment combined with nearly thirty minutes of anal sex finally finished him off. He buried himself deep inside Andrea’s ass and came harder then he ever had in his life. He grabbed Andrea’s hips tightly to stop from falling backwards as his strength left him.

Andrea on the other hand was pushed over the edge when she felt Thunder push in deep. Her breasts shoved against Irene’s hard enough to mesh them into one and she felt the first spurt of semen deep, deep in her rectum. It felt like it was practically at her stomach. Her pussy and ass clenched and her thighs tightened around Irene’s left leg. "Unnnnnnnnhhh," Her pussy spurted out a batch of her own cum and it was quickly followed by a few more, each one drenching Irene’s leg before trickling down in small streams towards her knee.

Thunder pulled out of her ass and immediately backed up to sit on the bed. Andrea was still in orgasm though, so Irene brought a hand around and stuffed a finger deep where Thunder’s cock had just been. Andrea continued to convulse in Irene’s hold. Her orgasm was so powerful it took a few minutes just to wind down enough to move. By the time she pulled her sweaty body off of Irene there was a full flowing trail of cum down her thigh and right down to her ankle.

"I’ve never cum like that," Andrea said stepping back but forgetting about the drop down. Irene kept the finger in Andrea’s ass and used it to pull her back towards her. "Ahh," Andrea moaned again and another small stream of cum trickled onto Irene and down her leg. "What the hell was that for?" She said in a minute when she had recovered again.

"You were going to fall off. It’s a step down, remember?"

"Oh, right. Thanks."

"My pleasure," Irene said and pulled her finger out of Andrea’s rear.

Andrea stepped down and flopped face first onto the bed beside Thunder. "What time is it?" he asked.

Andrea looked at a clock, "ten-fifteen."

He jumped up, "ten-fifteen? Damn-it, I’m late. I was supposed to meet with someone at ten." He quickly found his pants and started to put them on when Irene moved over and grabbed him by the shoulders.

"If you’re already fifteen minutes late, what’s another five?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I watched all that and I didn’t even get to taste cum?" Irene dropped to her knees. "Give a girl a break, huh? At least let me clean you up."

Thunder looked to Andrea apologetically but Andrea was barely conscious. She was just looking over with a smile. "If it’s okay with you it’s okay with me," Andrea said and closed her eyes.

That was enough for Irene. Before Thunder even spoke, his limp cock was disappearing into Irene’s mouth. "Doesn’t that taste bad?" He said.

Irene pulled her mouth away leaving his entire member glistening with saliva. "Nothing that comes out of Andrea tastes bad," she said and swallowed him once more. He was hard in two minutes, and came three after that. When Irene felt the first spurt of cum, she pulled back to collect it all in her mouth. He finally finished twitching and Irene found herself with a full mouthful of semen.

Thunder on the other hand quickly put his pants on and was leaving the room before his shirt was even buttoned up. Irene smiled when she saw him walk with a bit of a limp. He was obviously still feeling it.

Irene, still all smiles walked over to Andrea, whom still had her eyes closed and put her hands on Andrea’s butt. She knelt on the bed and spread her cheeks wide, "what are you doing, Irene?" Andrea asked opening her eyes. All she could see were two of the most gorgeous long legs she had ever seen, kneeling down in front of her vision. There were still visible lines where her own cum had dried on the skin.

Irene didn’t answer her question however. She just looked into Andrea’s still gaping pink rosebud that had managed to go a little red through the night’s activities. She slowly moved her face closer, trying to get Andrea to anticipate what was coming next, and when her mouth finally arrived at its target, she opened it and stuck her tongue inside Andrea’s ass. Thunder’s cum was still in her mouth and flowed out in large globs into the puckered hole beneath it.

"What are you doing?" Andrea asked, more curious then disgusted. She wouldn’t put any taboo past Irene.

Irene flashed a wicked, cum filled grin, "saving it for later." With a final lick to deposit what was left of the cum in her mouth, Irene sat up on the edge of the bed, "well I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I’ve ever been so horny."

Andrea sighed, "I don’t think I’ve ever been so exhausted."

"Yeah, you were sweating a lot. Do you want some water or something?"

"That would be great," Andrea said and Irene took off to the bathroom.

Irene came back a minute later with a full glass of water. "Here you go," she said and sat on the side of the bed. "Don’t be mad okay?"

"Mad at what?" Andrea said propping herself up on her elbows to drink.

"Just promise you won’t be mad."

Andrea shrugged, not seeing the harm. "Okay, I promise."

Irene sat back so she could look Andrea in the eye. "I kind of invited a few other people to join us tonight when I heard Thunder was leaving. I did it without thinking you would be so tired so they’re kind of coming right over."

"What?" Andrea would have jumped up if she weren’t so exhausted. "Who? How many?"

"Just three. Your slaves. You promised you wouldn’t be mad."

Andrea calmed herself, realizing that mad wouldn’t get her anywhere "My slaves?"

"You know, Claire, Tracy and Lee."

Andrea sighed. "They’re not my slaves. Besides, one of them is the general’s daughter."

"See, that’s why they’re coming. I kind of thought that since you essentially freed them and said they could do whatever they wanted now that it might be nice to repay you for it. So I told Claire to ask Tracy and Lee, and they all said that they thought that was a good idea… Although Tracy and Lee said don’t expect anything from them after tonight cause I guess they’re a couple now."

"So they’re all coming here now?"

"Well, in about twenty minutes. They have to pick up some stuff first. But don’t worry they all agreed to stay ‘till dawn so there’ll be lots of time."

"‘Till dawn? What time is that?"

"About seven-thirty."

"Are you telling me that they plan to have sex with me for eight, no nine hours?"

Irene nodded her head. "Mm hmm. Is that okay? I’d like to stay too if I’m allowed."

"What? But I…"
"Please, Andrea? I think this will mean a lot to them. And if you just let it, it’ll be the best night of your life. It’s already off to a great start and they haven’t even got here yet, right?"

"I guess, but…"

"Please?" Irene was practically begging. "Please, Andrea? I’ll do anything you want for… for the next week if you do this. Please?"

"Fine, let’s do it." Andrea started to get up but Irene stopped her.

"Whoa, where do you think you’re going?"

"I don’t know, to get cleaned up before they get here?"

"No way. I told you I was saving that cum for later so don’t let any drip out."

"I can’t stay on my stomach indefinitely."

"Just until they get here. I’ll think of something then."

"Uh huh…" That said, Andrea was more than happy to rest. She splayed out on the bed and tried to recover some of her strength because she knew she was going to need it.

* * * *

Andrea existed in a daze for about twenty minutes when there was a knock on her room door. "I’ll get it," Irene said cheerfully and walked over to open it. She stood aside so that Claire, Tracy and Lee could enter. They were all dressed normally and quickly noticed Andrea lying naked, face down on the bed. Andrea looked over to them and saw that Claire was carrying a couple of bags.

"It looks like you two got started without us," Claire said.

"No, not really," Irene said. "But she just had sex with Thunder and it was really hot."

"And really exhausting by the looks of it," Lee added.

"That and the fact that Irene won’t let me get up." Andrea said

"Oh? How come?"

"It’s a secret," Irene quickly jumped in. "So what all did you bring Claire?"

"Uh, all kinds of stuff. Where do you want me to put it?"

"Just on the bed in front of Andrea, is good," Irene said. Obviously she was the mastermind of the evenings activities.

"Listen," Andrea said, feeling a little guilty. "You guys don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I’m just glad I could help you out and that’s good enough for me."

Lee knelt down beside the bed next to Andrea and talked to her quietly. The other three girls went to converse at the other end of the room. "It was our idea. Tracy and I talked to Irene about it this morning because we wanted to do something to repay you. She said you didn’t have a lot of use for money since you got everything for free around here anyway so then I thought of this. I asked Claire if she wanted to come too and she did."

"I’m just trying to say that if you feel uncomfortable or something you don’t have to do this."

"None of us are uncomfortable Andrea. After what we went through a little group sex among friends is nothing. Mind you after this, Tracy and I have agreed to only have sex with each other, but that doesn’t start until well into tomorrow. So just lay back and enjoy okay?" She leaned closer and kissed Andrea gently on the mouth. It was a sensitive, thankful kiss and Andrea immediately felt tingles flow through her body. "Mmm," Lee moaned as she parted her lips and rubbed her tongue gently across Andrea’s lower lips. For someone who wasn’t very experienced in sex, she was a natural.

Andrea parted her own lips and pressed her tongue gingerly against Lee’s as if testing to see if the younger woman would flinch. She did quite the opposite. Lee met Andrea’s tongue with vigour and leaned further into the kiss, moaning quietly to herself as the lip play turned them both on.

Lee kissed Andrea slowly and passionately for a few more minutes before backing away with one last nibble to Andrea’s lower lip. She looked over her shoulder towards the other three women, "I’ll warm her up while you guys figure out what we’re doing exactly."

(***** Okay everyone sorry to interrupt as things are just getting going here but go drink a glass of champagne cause you’re now reading the 500^th page of Invid Invasion. I think the story will end before I reach 1000 but nonetheless thanks for sticking with me so long and I hope you’ll be here for the next couple hundred! *****)

In one simple uninhibited moment, Lee reached to the bottom of her shirt and yanked it up over her head. Her small naked breasts pointed upwards with her raised arms. Her chest was well proportioned to her lithe frame and as she shimmied out of her pants, Andrea marvelled at her well-defined curves. She was pretty well defined for her age and Andrea caught herself staring. Andrea looked away, after realizing she had spent the last few seconds staring at Lee’s light blond pubic hair, and turned her head to look straight in front of her.

"You’re allowed to look," Lee said with a shake of her hips. "That’s the whole reason I’m naked after all."

Andrea looked back over to Lee and the young blonde knelt down again. This time the position visibly pushed her breasts together and forwards only a short distance from Andrea’s face. Andrea looked upwards to meet her potential lovers gaze.

Lee grabbed Andrea’s chin gently but firmly and looked her in the eyes. "Listen to me, Andrea. I know what I’m doing, I’m not making a mistake, and I’m not going to regret this in the morning. So lie back and enjoy this because how often in your life are you going to have four beautiful women all trying their best to please you sexually? Let us do this for you."

Andrea nodded. "Sorry I’m so uptight. I’ll relax, I promise."

"Good," Lee smiled.

"Just keep in mind that I’ve already had sex with three people today so I’m a little sensitive."

"Three people?" Lee seemed a little surprised at that but quickly regained her composure. "Good for you." She got onto the bed with Andrea and straddled her lower back. "Do you guys have any oil in that bag?" Lee said over her shoulder.

"Uh, yeah I think so," Claire said and Andrea looked to see her walking over towards them with a bottle. She handed it to Lee and went back to the others.

"Thanks," Lee said and squirted some into her hands. She warmed it up for a minute and then pressed her hands down on Andrea’s shoulders. She began to rub the oil in along Andrea’s muscular naked back.

"Oh yeah," Andrea moaned. "Where did you learn to give a massage like that?" Her skin was tingling all over and her muscles instantly relaxed.

"It’s a Holland family gift." Lee smiled, "although normally I would do it with my clothes on."

"Mmm, it’s better this way." When Lee leaned forward, Andrea could feel the moist heat from Lee’s pussy against her back. Andrea could tell that she was turned on as well.

Lee’s massage slowly worked its way down passed her neck and shoulder blades. Eventually Lee had to back up onto Andrea’s legs as her hands caressed down passed her mid back and eventually reached her tail bone.

Just when Andrea thought Lee was going to go lower, she stopped, put some more oil in her hands and moved down to Andrea’s feet. "Mmm," Andrea moaned again as Lee rubbed it into the soles of her feet and along her toes. "You are good at this."

"Thanks," Lee said and began moving the massage back upwards, slowly along her calves, then to her knee and up her thighs. Again, Andrea thought Lee was finally going to reach her ass when she pulled away. She grunted in disappointment. "What? Can’t a girl put some more oil on her hands?"

"The oil is fine, you’re being a tease."

"Is that what I’m being," Lee said with a seductive grin. She looked over her head briefly to see Tracy watching her and she smiled lovingly before turning back to Andrea. "Maybe you should come out and tell me what you want then?"

Andrea was having far too much fun to be intimidated by that game, "I want you to massage my ass."

"The hole or the cheeks?" Lee said with another grin. "You’ve got to be more specific."

"Both," Andrea said without really thinking about it.

Lee’s hands came back down on Andrea’s hot skin and this time rubbed the glistening oil onto Andrea’s ass, slowly working towards her crack. When Lee had spent a little extra time on Andrea’s cheeks, she spread them apart and looked at Andrea’s pink rosebud. It was still slack and opened slightly when Lee pulled her cheeks apart. "You look a little red," Lee said instinctively.

"Yeah well, having twelve inches of dick inside your ass will do that to you."

"Twelve inches?" Lee gasped. "Wow, no wonder you want a rub inside and out. Does it hurt?"

"Not really. Just a little tender."

"Hm," Lee said putting some more oil on her fingers. She rubbed them up and down the crack of Andrea’s ass, just barely brushing her fingertips against the skin. It sent shivers through Andrea’s body and she greatly anticipated Lee putting a finger inside her.

Eventually, after a few minutes of teasing Lee circled a fingertip around Andrea’s anus. Her circling continued, each time getting smaller inside until her finger met empty space and dipped into Andrea’s ass to the first knuckle.

"Mmm," Andrea moaned at the cooling sensation of the oil. Maybe she was a little sorer than she thought she was.

Encouraged, Lee put a little more oil on her finger and began slowly working it around the inside perimeter of Andrea’s nether hole. After a couple minutes of that, her finger was in to the second knuckle.

"It feels wet," Lee said and removed her finger slowly. There was a tiny glob of white goo clinging to the end of it. "Did he cum inside you?"

"How’d you guess?" Andrea said still a little dopey from the great rub. "If you don’t want to continue, you don’t have to."

"Andrea?" Lee said as a plea to get her to look. Andrea cranked her head around and glanced over her shoulder just in time to see Lee seductively stick out her tongue and rub the tip of her finger along it before inserting the whole thing into her mouth. She sucked it clean and it exited her mouth with a barely audible pop. "Is that answer enough for you?"

Andrea smiled and lowered her head back down on the pillow. She felt a finger gently plunge into her ass once more, this time not stopping after the second knuckle. "Mmm," came another quiet moan from Andrea. Lee’s finger continued to circle around her interiors and after a few minutes of internal massage, Lee pulled out and in Andrea’s sight, licked her finger clean once more.

"Okay turn over," Lee said. "I’ve got to do the front now."

"Irene says I’m not allowed."

"Oh, did she," Lee said getting off the bed and crossing the room. Andrea watched as the young naked blonde talked to Irene (another naked blonde). It was interesting seeing them both naked beside each other, Andrea thought. Irene’s hair was straight blonde and longer, whereas Lee’s was a more dirty blonde color. They were about the same height but Lee had to be thirty pounds lighter then Irene. Lee was a lot skinnier in the waist and hips with longer slender legs. Irene on the other hand had a good amount of weight on Lee in the chest alone. Overall she was simply more filled out, with wider hips and a little bit of baby fat on her flat stomach.

When Andrea saw them standing close talking to each other they could almost be sisters. She started getting wet just watching the two of them talk, looking from one body type to the other, relishing in both. She felt like she wanted to devour them both and subconsciously began to rub her own breast enthusiastically. Irene looked over and smiled. Lee followed her gaze, and Andrea suddenly feeling self-conscious stopped.

Irene said something to them and Claire headed over towards the bed with a rubber object of some kind in her hand. Andrea was quickly distracted however as Irene practically pounced on Lee, driving her back up against the wall. They kissed hard and while they did, Tracy began to get undressed.

Lee was moaning through Irene’s kissing and their hands quickly found each other’s breasts. The young blonde wrapped a leg around her assailant and kissed back as hard as she was getting. Tracy hurried up with her undressing and finally done hurried over to where the two were making out.

"They’re putting on a show for you," Claire whispered into Andrea’s ear. Suddenly Andrea felt a slight pressure on her ass hole. She looked back to see Claire slowly inserting a butt plug. "Irene’s request," Claire said as she pushed it the rest of the way in and rolled Andrea over. Andrea pushed a couple of pillows between her and the headboard and used them to move into more of a sitting position. Meanwhile, Claire got undressed and Andrea’s eyes went back to the show.

Tracy was standing next to the two while they french kissed with passion and upon seeing her they stopped and the three women looked between each other as if trying to figure out how to proceed. After a few seconds of unspoken confusion, instinct took over and Lee pulled Tracy close before planting an even more passionate, not to mention aggressive, kiss on her. They were biting at each other’s lips and tongue while simultaneously, Irene lowered herself to Lee’s right breast and began licking, kissing and biting at her nipple.

Lee realized she was currently the centrepiece of the show and raised her left arm, bent at the elbow, high above her head in passion. It also had the nice side effect of elevating the breast Irene wasn’t working over and it gave Andrea a better angle of her lithe frame, now stretched out along the wall.

Andrea felt wet hands on her collarbone and neck. Claire was naked and continuing the massage that Lee had started. She removed the pillows behind Andrea’s back and slipped in, in their place. Andrea could feel Claire’s large breasts press into her back, her long smooth legs on the outside of her own and her hands slide over her slippery skin. It turned her on even more.

Meanwhile, Irene was snaking her tongue down to Lee’s pussy and Tracy had brought a hand up to the young woman’s shiny, saliva coated nipple. Within a few seconds, Tracy was squeezing and massaging Lee’s small breast while Irene snaked her tongue mercilessly into her pussy. "Mmm," Lee squeaked.

Claire’s hands were now spending a little extra time on Andrea’s breasts, massaging the oil into them as Irene continued to lap at the pussy in front of her lips. Lee wrapped a leg around Irene again, this time wrapping it around her neck and Andrea had a completely unobstructed view of her pubic area, stomach and ribcage. Her pelvis was jutting forward to the point where the bone could clearly be seen under the skin. The same could be said for her abs and rib cage thanks to her arched back and raised arm.

Lee started breathing heavily, each time making a slightly louder "unn," sound on the exhale. Elsewhere, Claire was done with Andrea’s breasts. She had since rubbed the oil into her stomach and was now dipping her two hands between the horny woman’s thighs. "Oooh," Andrea and Lee moaned in unison as their pussies were being stimulated.

Andrea watched Lee begin to writhe. Her stomach was flexing in and out heavily with her breaths and her breasts shook with each movement. Her breathing was becoming more ragged and with each exhale she continued to make a loud, high pitched, "unnn." Tracy tried to quiet her moaning by placing her lips over Lee’s but after a few seconds of passionate kissing Lee parted lips and again came out with a loud, "unnn." Andrea could tell the blonde wasn’t far from orgasm.

After a few more minutes, Lee’s body clenched and she let out another loud, long "Ummmnnnnnnhhhh." Irene reached around to grab onto her ass and dug her mouth even deeper into the pussy in front of her. Lee began to twitch violently and the moan continued. It was a hell of a turn on for Andrea and as Claire’s finger dipped into her pussy, it nearly made her cum right there.

Irene pulled away and turned to face Andrea. As she did so, Lee lost her support and slumped to the ground in post orgasmic bliss. "Well then," Irene said looking at Andrea with her cum stained lips and chin. "Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you."

"Don’t think any of us have," Tracy added. "Although Lee may take a few minutes to join us," she said looking back at her small-framed lover. She was still slumped on the floor with back against the wall and eyes closed, breathing heavily. A hand was at her pussy, slowly and gently massaging it as the aftershocks wore off.

While Lee wound down from her orgasm, Tracy picked up the bag that Claire had originally brought in and went over to the bed. She dumped it out at Andrea’s feet while simultaneously stealing a glance of two of Claire’s fingers up Andrea’s pussy. Andrea, the only brunette in the room, was barely able to concentrate on Tracy’s display in front of her. Claire’s fingers were working wonders, slowly moving in and out of her sex. Her skin shone in the low light of the room thanks to the oil and Tracy began picking up items from the bag one by one.

"Now pay attention Andrea, because you have to pick two of these items for us to use on you tonight," Tracy said with a smile. "Well it was going to be three but you’re already using the butt plug and the oil."

"Doesn’t that leave one?" Andrea said a little hazily.

"I don’t know, my math isn’t very good," Tracy said with a wicked smile. "You ready?"

Andrea nodded and Tracy began holding the items up one by one. Four double dildos, two large strap-ons, a dildo that appeared to be made of ice, a pass for the famous pleasure dome on the top floor, hand cuffs, a couple lengths of silk rope, two half litre bottles that were filled with a white liquid, and a can of whip cream. "Wow," Andrea said as Tracy put the can of whipped cream back on the bed at her feet. "That’s a lot of stuff."

"Pick two," she said smiling. "We’re trying to expand your horizons a bit."

Andrea laughed, "like my horizons need expanding." She thought for a minute about her options. The pass for the pleasure dome obviously couldn’t be used tonight so that would buy here at least a few hours of rest most likely. She decided to start with that one. "Okay… The pleasure dome pass."

"That’s one," Tracy confirmed. "What’s the other?"

Andrea thought again. The fingers in her pussy were continuing to arouse her and she wanted nothing more then to just lay back and enjoy the night. She thought of what would probably appease that desire the best, "the hand cuffs," she said after a few moments.

Tracy picked the handcuffs and the pass up and set them aside on Andrea’s table. "Do we tell her now?" Lee said standing up on shaky legs. She started walking over to Tracy’s side.

"Tell me what?" Andrea asked confused.

Tracy nodded at Lee and she smiled, "You have to use all of them. We knew you’d pick conservatively so we’re going to use everything you didn’t choose on you tonight. The others, you have to use up within the next little while."

"You’re kidding," Andrea said looking at the pile of sexual related items at her feet. "It’ll take all night to use all of those."

"Well I do believe she’s finally getting the idea," Tracy said to Lee. Lee returned the comment with a smile and Tracy continued. "Don’t worry, Andrea. You’ll love it, I promise."

Claire withdrew her sticky fingers from Andrea’s pussy and dragged them slowly up her toned abs until arriving at her targets right breast. She began massaging it like before, this time focusing on Andrea’s already hard nipple. "What to start with, what to start with," Tracy said playfully picking up a strap-on and putting it back down again. "How about this?" She said picking up the whipped cream. "No, maybe we should use the this," she picked up the ice dildo. "After all this won’t be much use in another half hour or so."

"Where did you get all of that stuff?" Andrea said a little astonished.

"I paid for it," Irene said. "I just gave Claire some money to pick it up."

"I’m guessing I probably shouldn’t ask where you got the money?"

"Why not?" Irene said simply.

Andrea chucked to herself, "never mind."

"So, the ice dildo it is. You think you’re ready for this, Andrea?"

"Beats me," she said. "But why don’t you use a two in one?"

"Oh?" Tracy said intrigued.

"The ropes," Andrea said gesturing with her hand.

"Good idea," Tracy smiled and grabbed a length of it. "You want to help me out Irene?"

"Sure," Irene said and grabbed the other length. Within a few minutes, Andrea found herself tied spread eagle with a wrist or ankle locked beside each bedpost. Claire was still underneath her and now had both hands firmly planted on Andrea’s breasts, rubbing and pinching enthusiastically. Andrea was starting to get a little flushed. Irene was the one holding the dildo and started it at Andrea’s feet. Over the course of about thirty seconds, she slowly dragged it up her calf, her thigh and then rubbed it back and forth across her pubic area. The last sequence of movements made her shudder and before she had stopped, she found the dildo pressed against her clit.

"Ahhh," Andrea yelped. "That’s cold."

"Of course it’s cold, silly. Why don’t you ask Tracy and Lee to warm you up?"

Andrea looked between the two women briefly as if to ask non-verbally. "What?" Lee said, having a little fun. "I couldn’t hear you."

Irene slowly moved the dildo downwards and pushed it into Andrea’s sex. "Ahhh," she yelped again. "Please, warm me up."

Tracy and Lee jumped at the chance. With a gesture to Claire, they got her to move her hands off of Andrea’s breasts and the two women each latched on to one with their hot mouths. Andrea’s nipples instantly grew more erect as the found a new moist home in-between her two lovers’ teeth. She yelped again, but this time not from the cold.

Down below, Irene was moving the dildo in and out of Andrea’s now cold pussy quickly. It wasn’t taking long to melt at first and within the first couple minutes was already down to about half size. After that however, things moved a little slower. Tracy and Lee kept up their relentless assault on Andrea’s breasts, but her insides had gone down in temperature and she found it was causing the dildo to slow its melting process. She also started to shiver, much as she had earlier when Kitty had played with the ice cream.

"Ooo," Andrea started to make quiet noises as her sex became slippery with water and her nipples stiff with arousal. Either Tracy or Lee, she wasn’t sure which, had moved a hand down to her crotch and was slowly teasing her clit while Irene’s dildo moved in and out. After another few minutes it had halved in size once more.

"Oops," Irene said suddenly and Andrea lifted her head to discover the problem.

"Oops?" Andrea asked a little concerned. "What’s the oops?"

"I accidentally let go of it and it slipped inside. That’s okay though, I know how to help get it out." Irene backed away a bit and lowered her mouth to Andrea’s lower lips. Seductively she stuck out her tongue and pressed it Andrea’s labia. The warm tongue against her cold lips felt amazing and Andrea tilted her head back in pleasure.

"Ooooohhhh," Andrea moaned in a low tone. Irene’s tongue was working magic around her crotch, restoring heat to the outer lips. A few seconds later, Irene dipped her tongue inside and Andrea felt her insides suddenly warm. Again, the warm tongue on her cold sensitive skin produced an even greater reaction then normal and Andrea let out another low "ooooooohhhh." She wished desperately to wrap her legs around Irene’s head but no matter how many times she tried, they were still tied to the bed. Her body tensed and flexed as Irene’s tongue dug deeper and soon the only remnants of the ice dildo was a small trickle of water that the blonde at her crotch was eagerly lapping up. "I need to pee," Andrea said as the thought suddenly hit her. It was becoming a much more powerful need as her pussy warmed up.

"Go ahead, I’m not stopping you," Irene said into Andrea’s pussy.

"I’m tied down," Andrea said as if Irene didn’t get it.

"So? Go ahead. It’ll be fun."

Andrea lifted her head and looked down at the blonde between her legs as if to gauge whether or not she was serious. Not getting a good feel, she spoke, "Are you serious?"

"Of course I’m serious," Irene said lifting her mouth up for a moment. "I think it’s sexy. Go ahead."

Tracy and Lee both lifted up their heads to look. They seemed as surprised as Andrea did. "You’re sure," Andrea said confirming one more time.

"Of horsh I’m shure," Irene said muffled by Andrea’s pussy. "Ho ahead."

Convinced enough, Andrea lent back and relaxed her bladder happy enough to have relief. The heat of her own pee actually did a lot to warm her up, even without direct contact and as the stream trickled to a start, Irene locked her mouth against her urethras and began to swallow. As the stream got going it became too much and although continuing to swallow hastily, it began leaking down her chin. Taking a break to catch up, Irene moved her mouth away and the stream continued at full force, arching up to hit her breasts and cover them in a shiny coat of urine. The liquid rolled down Irene’s large, perfectly round breasts, dripping off her nipples onto her thighs, or flowing down her stomach towards her own pussy in streams.

When Andrea was nearly done, Irene returned to her pussy and let her mouth fill once more with the last amount of liquid before parting from Andrea’s sex. Irene then knelt forward on hands and knees and began to dog-walk over top of Andrea’s body. Urine dripped off her chest and pubic hair onto Andrea’s smooth stomach and upturned breasts as her face approached Andrea’s. Just when Andrea was about to turn her head to avoid the impending kiss, Irene veered to the right and locked lips with Claire.

The two Invid French kissed, exchanging Andrea’s fluids until it had either leaked out over Claire’s face or been swallowed between the two of them. Andrea was still staring opened eyed when Irene sat up straddling Andrea’s stomach and displayed her urine slick torso to the rest of the room. "Mmm, tasty," she said and licked her lips. The three humans continued to stare at her in surprised awe.

"So what toy’s next?" Irene said casually, backing up off of Andrea.

"Easy choice," Tracy said picking up the whipped cream. "She’s mine for a few minutes."

"If you say so," Claire said and shimmied out from underneath her.

"I thought I was yours," Lee said playfully. The comment earned her a passionate kiss from Tracy and a smile.

"A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do," Tracy said shaking the can of cream. She walked over to Andrea and sprayed a bit on each nipple. She did the same over Andrea’s belly button and crotch. "You look good enough to eat."

"Mmm," Andrea said. "By all means go ahead."

Tracy knelt down and licked up the glob of cream on Andrea’s right nipple. She made a bit of a grimace as if it didn’t taste particularly nice. "Euch, oil and cream doesn’t go together."

"Hah, I’ll bet. As long as it’s not me that grossed you out."

"Impossible," Tracy said. She then moved back and shook the can again and looked at Andrea’s pussy. "I’ll bet this cream goes well with your cream."

"One way to find out," Andrea said writhing in her bonds. She couldn’t wait to have Tracy go down on her.

Tracy nearly emptied the can into Andrea’s pussy and the rest she smeared around the outside. She then gave Andrea a few playful licks and backed away with a chin and mouth covered in white cream.

"So who’s next?" She said.

"Mmm," Irene walked over. "My turn. And I want my snack." She laid down on her back and grabbing Andrea by the hips lifted her butt off the bed. With a little effort, she shimmied her head under Andrea’s ass and took one hand off her lover’s hips to slowly remove the butt plug.

Andrea moaned as it came out with a quiet "schlock." Irene’s chin was instantly greeted with a trail of dripping cum and she quickly moved her mouth up to catch the rest of it. Thunder had really unloaded and after a short time, Irene was swallowing half a mouthful.

Simultaneously, the whipped cream from Andrea’s pussy was melting and trailing out from inside her down to Irene’s chin.

Andrea closed her eyes in bliss as she felt the blonde Invid’s long tongue snake inside of her ass. She started moving her tongue in and out, which not only removed more of Thunder’s deeply imbedded cum, but also added to Andrea’s arousal by no small amount.

As Irene continued to enjoy her ‘snack,’ she wrapped her arms around Andrea’s hips and one of her palms found her lover’s clit. She started to rub, slowly in circles while her tongue snaked further inside as if trying to detach and go all the way up Andrea’s ass.

"Mmm," Andrea moaned as the palm on her clit turned into two well-trained fingers. Meanwhile, Irene’s tongue pressed precious mili-meters further and Andrea gasped again. "Someone fuck me." The request was more of a demand and it came out hoarsely. She was still trying to catch her breath when Tracy started helping Lee into a strap-on. "Hurry," Andrea pleaded. She wanted something inside her desperately.

Finally, Lee was kneeling on the bed and straddling Irene’s breasts. The cream was providing plenty of lubrication so without wasting any time, Lee lined the ten-inch dildo up with Andrea’s pussy and slowly pushed forward. The head of it popped in and Andrea let out a loud, "ohhhh." Lee paused there and leant forward. She put a hand on Andrea’s right breast and propped herself up with her other one. She started to massage gently as she slowly pushed forward with her hips, slowly imbedding the dildo further.

"Faster," Andrea moaned out but when Lee heard the comment she decided a little teasing was in order and started to pull it back out again. "Bitch," Andrea said playfully and Lee pulled all the way out.

"What did you say?" The fake cock was bouncing up and down slightly with Lee’s minor motions. Lee was still teasing.

"I called you a bitch and you’re only proving it."

"Well, look who’s the little trash talker in bed," Lee said smiling to Tracy. Tracy only nodded in acknowledgement. "If you really think I’m a bitch maybe I should start playing the part," she said back to Andrea. Without waiting for a response, she lined the dildo up again and shoved in all ten inches in one thrust. At the same time, she grabbed Andrea’s breasts, one in each hand, and squeezed hard.

The hard thrust forced Andrea’s body to rock back and as a consequence, Irene’s tongue slipped out of her ass. "Don’t stop," Andrea moaned, talking to both Irene and Lee as her two holes were impaled in different ways. "Ohhhh," her eyes rolled back and she wished she could wrap her legs around Lee’s hips.

Each of Lee’s thrusts was accompanied by a wet "schlop" sound thanks to the wetness of Andrea’s sex. She started getting more and more aggressive with each moment as if trying to play up the bad girl. Lee’s breasts flailed as wildly as Andrea’s did, as each thrust brought more sweat to her body and more carnal drive to her mind.

"She sure has gotten into the mood," Claire said to Tracy as she watched the 16 year old pound Andrea harder and harder. Meanwhile, in Andrea’s other hole, Irene was still digging desperately for any remnants of Thunder’s cum. Occasionally she would manage to scoop out a glob and swallow it with what appeared to be genuine delight.

Trying to keep her eyes on the action, Claire went over to the side of the bed and grabbed one of the bottles of white liquid. "Do you know what this is?" She said to Andrea.

"Ah," Andrea moaned as Lee thrust against her again. "No."

"It’s cum," Claire said. "Pure, 100 percent cum." She looked to Lee, still pounding Andrea aggressively. "I’ll bet Lee’s never tasted it before, have you Lee?"

"Not, ungh, guy cum." Lee was still working over Andrea’s oil covered breasts as she humped her.

"You want to try it?" Claire said with a wicked smile. "I bet it’ll turn Andrea on to no end."

"Is that, ungh, true?"

"Mmmm," Andrea moaned as Lee slowed down her pumping to talk. It let Irene’s tongue reach a little deeper inside her ass. "Yeah, that’s true. Unngh, I’ve never seen anyone do something like that. Unngh, I’ve always just done it myself."

"Well, in that case," Lee said, sitting straight up so that her but was flat on the bed and her knees to the side, under Andrea’s splayed legs, "I think I’ll give it a try."

She took the bottle from Claire and started to unscrew the lid. "Wait," Irene said, squirming out from underneath her lover. "I want to watch too. Give me a minute."

The blonde wiped her mouth and reached across the bed for the other strap-on. She put it on in record time and shuffled back underneath Andrea once more. Except this time, she worked herself all the way under Andrea so that her dildo would have access to her lovers now free rear hole. She propped her head up on a pillow so she was cheek to cheek with Andrea and looking over her shoulder. It gave her a pretty good view of Lee’s lithe, muscular frame from the bellybutton up. "Someone put me in her," Irene said not being able to see what she was doing under Andrea.
"I got it," Tracy said moving over to get a better view herself. She licked her lips seductively at Lee before grabbing Irene’s strap-on and slowly pushing the head inside Andrea’s well-lubed ass. "Okay, Irene. You’re good to go."

"Mmm, then so is Lee," Irene said giving her hips a constant push upwards and burying the ten inch dildo further and further into Andrea’s ass.

"Unnngh," Andrea clenched her eyes shut as Irene shoved into her. Lee’s strokes in her pussy had slowed to a slow, casual thrusting of the hips that didn’t bring her any closer to orgasm but certainly felt nice while Irene was concentrating on burying the dildo to the hilt. After about six inches Irene stopped, pulled back, and thrust in again. "Unnnnnnnngghhhh," Andrea moaned louder and longer as it made it in another two. One more time, Irene backed out and shoved in again, this time with more force.

With a loud "schluck," from the dildo and an even louder, "ohhhhhhhnnnnnnn," from Andrea, all ten inches found their way home. She opened her eyes again to see Lee removing the cap and tossing it aside.

Conscious that the other four women were watching her intently, Lee made a show out of it. She brought the tip of the bottle up to her nose and inhaled deeply. She didn’t particularly like the scent but this wasn’t her night, it was Andrea’s. She licked her lips in ‘anticipation,’ and flicked her tongue inside the bottle just enough to grab her first taste. "Unngh," Andrea said as Lee’s casual thrusting and Irene’s more potent ones lined up for a simultaneous push inwards.

Irene took Lee’s previous position, playing with Andrea’s breasts and Lee decided that the time for teasing was over. She turned to the side about thirty degrees so Andrea had a good view and tilted her head back. Then, with a wide-open mouth she up-ended the bottle a few inches away and let it pour between her waiting lips.

Her mouth quickly filled with the salty taste and she started to swallow. Her first gulp was met with a gag and thus her swallowing stopped. The liquid kept pouring out of the bottle however and within seconds was rolling in streams down her chin before either continuing down her neck or dripping onto her small breasts. Throughout her attempts to swallow the bottle of cum, she continued to rock her hips back and forth slowly.

After recovering from her first attempt at swallowing, Lee made another try, this time succeeding in getting a large gulp down her throat. She began to gulp madly, trying to empty her mouth but it continued to overflow onto her breasts and roll in long thick lines down the curves of her breasts and stomach.

Nearly finished the bottle, she gagged again and bucked forward slightly. The move put her forehead in the liquid's path and the remainder of the bottle emptied onto her face.

When Lee and Irene thrust simultaneously inside her again, Andrea lost control and came. Hard.

Her body bucked on the two dildos but Irene held her tight against her chest to stop her from going too far. As her pussy and ass clenched around the fake cocks inside her, Andrea watched the streams of cum flow over Lee’s curves.

Lee’s chin was plastered with it. It had collected in her eyes and then rolled down the sides of her nose before trailing down the front of her neck and sliding over her breasts. A good portion of it had flowed all the way down past her belly button and had collected where her crotch met with Andrea’s. Each time she pulled back on a thrust, strands of stringy liquid connected their legs, pussies and pubic hair.

"Uuunngh," Andrea bucked again from thinking about it and Irene pulled her back, forcing her to feel the heat of the blonde’s breasts, and the buds of her nipples against her skin.

Keeping her fake dick deep inside Andrea, Lee reached over and grabbed the other bottle. With Andrea still watching, she opened it up, drank a few good gulps and then turned it on its side slightly, as if it was oil and she didn’t want to waste too much in one spot. She kept eye contact with Andrea while slowly pouring it out over her own chest and stomach, and then turning the bottle on the bucking form in front of her.

The cum dribbled across Andrea’s toned stomach, up in between her breasts, around each nipple, and eventually up to her face where Andrea had opened her mouth to swallow as it was provided. "I’ve never done anything so kinky in my life," Lee said smiling through the thick cream on her face. She took another gulp and the bottle was about half empty. "I don’t know what to do with the rest," she said truthfully. Andrea and herself were completely covered in the stuff and no amount of cum was going to change that.

"Finish it," Andrea said, well on her way to a second orgasm.

"If you say so," she said, secretly feeling a little full already. She upended the bottle, this time directly into her mouth and drank about half what was left before stopping and reaching out for Tracy. When Tracy arrived, grabbed her tightly by the arm and laid into her with a passionate kiss. At the same time, she transferred what there was of the seed in her mouth, into her girlfriends.’

When Andrea saw the dribble of cum roll down Tracy’s chin from the kiss, she nearly came again. Irene was still moving in and out of her tight ass and she had a great view of the two women’s bodies as they made out passionately in front of her.

Finally the kiss broke and Lee gulped down the rest of the bottle, gagging once more at the end before leaning down to share a second passionate kiss with Andrea. Her torso was so gooey that when she leant forward long stringy drops fled from her body like it was raining and landed on Andrea’s skin.

Andrea was so horny she met Lee’s kiss open mouthed and wasn’t surprised to find a mouthful of cum rush in-between her own lips. As soon as the bitter salty taste hit her tongue, she came a second time. It was slightly more subdued but she still clutched Lee close to her as if her life depended on it. Finally, the orgasm subsided and Andrea rested completely spent sandwiched between two gorgeous blondes. Within a minute, she had fallen asleep.

* * * *

Andrea came back to consciousness not long later in just about the same position. She had been untied and Lee was still on top of her. Their sticky breasts were mashed into each other and Andrea instinctively moved her hands around to cup Lee’s ass. "You ready for another round?" Lee said, her mouth just mili-meters from Andrea’s. She was so close that her lip occasionally brushed Andrea’s and each time it lit her nerves on fire.

"With a gorgeous girl like you on top of me? How could I not be ready?"

Lee laughed. "Don’t let Tracy hear that kind of talk to often."

"What kind of talk," Tracy said, obviously having heard. She was holding a double dildo in her hand and currently in the process of covering it with oil.

"Oh, nothing," Lee said coyly.

Tracy moved around to the foot of the bed where she got a great view of three women’s crotches, stacked one on top of the other. With a smile she kneeled on the bed, and slipped between their legs. She slid the first end of the double dildo into Irene’s pussy. The blonde Invid was still laying face up underneath Andrea and had her hands in-between the two women on top of her, playing with their cum soaked breasts. "Umm," Irene squeaked as the dildos head popped into her pussy.

Tracy was unrelenting and very soon after it had started; the sex toy was firmly implanted in Irene’s sex. About half of it still stuck out obscenely. "Alright Claire, your turn," Tracy said and the other Invid quickly laid down on the bed.

"This is going to be so hot," Claire said as she shuffled her ass closer to Irene’s so that she could insert the dildo in her own pussy.

"What are you guys doing?" Andrea asked.

"Wouldn’t you like to know," Tracy said and without waiting for another comment from Andrea began rubbing the other end of the dildo against Claire’s pussy.

"Mmm, that’s nice," Claire said, melting into the feelings.

"Okay, I’m going to put it in," Tracy said.

"Go ahead, I’m ready."

Without pause, Tracy moved the dildo straight down from Claire’s pussy and up against her ass hole. Claire didn’t seem at all surprised and let out a soft moan as the other end of the plastic phallus pushed past her sphincter and into her ass. Then, carefully, she grabbed Irene’s thighs and used the leverage to pull her closer to the other Invid until the toy was completely buried between the two of them: one half in Irene’s pussy, and the other in Claire’s ass.

Tracy immediately picked up another of the double dildos and oiled it up the same way as before. She the straddled Claire’s rib cage and facing Andrea, knelt forward to put one end of the dildo into Claire’s vacant pussy. She rubbed the tip of it against Claire’s dripping wet hole and prepared to put it in. "Ready?"

"Ready," Claire said and grabbed Irene’s legs tightly.

Tracy slowly pushed the 18-inch rubber cock inside Claire’s sex. Claire bucked and pulled hard on Irene’s legs, forcing the dildo already imbedded between the two of them even deeper into her ass. She could only moan passionately as Tracy forced the second one into her other sex. In another few minutes, Claire had one sticking out of each hole. "You’re turn, Andrea."

"My turn for what?" Thanks to her current position, she hadn’t been able to see a damn thing Tracy had been doing to the two Invid.

"Just relax your muscles, okay?"

"Yeah, sure." Andrea was becoming distracted as Lee started to make out with her again. There was still an aftertaste of sperm on her breath but it only served to heighten the mood. Suddenly, when Lee’s tongue was trying to reach down her throat, she felt the other end of Claire’s free dildo shove into her ass. By the time she had yelped in surprise, the head of it was already inside her and Claire had grabbed her legs instead of Irene’s, now pulling on her, to help Tracy imbed the dildo.

"Oh, come on. This should be nothing compared to what you just had inside you," Tracy said smiling.

"Oh yeah, right. Nothing," Andrea said sarcastically as another push sent six inches of the dildo into her bowels. "Unnnnngh," Andrea moaned.

"Oh quit being such a sissy," Tracy said. Then, as if to make it all better, she leant over and licked from Andrea’s stretched ass hole, up past her pussy and into Lee’s sex before pulling away and licking her lips.

Within another few minutes, Tracy had got the dildo the rest of the way into Andrea’s ass, and of course, another one halfway into her pussy. The new one, in turn, fit into Tracy’s sex once she had laid down, stomach first on top of Claire. Now it was just Lee, and one more double dildo. Lee picked it up, and without oiling it moved over to where Tracy’s pussy joined with Andrea’s. "Don’t forget the lube," Tracy said a little on the cautious side.

"Oh don’t worry, I won’t," Lee said as she bent over Andrea to get to Tracy’s ass. She licked up and down Tracy’s crack before inserting her tongue into the athletic blonde’s rear entrance. After a quick lube job there, she ran the dildo itself back and forth through Andrea’s cleavage. The horny brunette was still soaked in cum so it made the rubber phallus slick in no time.

Then, turning her attention back to Tracy, she jammed the 18 inch dildo as far in as she could. Nine or ten inches later, Lee was satisfied and Tracy was moaning through Claire’s rather attentive lips.

"Sorry Andrea, I have to turn my back to you now cause this thing is going to have to go in my ass."

"You’re ass?"

Lee nodded. "I don’t want to lose my virginity yet. That’s for just Tracy and I."

"Fair enough," Andrea said. "Let’s see that thing in your ass then."

Lee smiled. "This will be the first time I’ve had anything bigger then a finger inside my body."

Andrea smiled encouragingly and without hesitation, Lee spun around so she was straddling Tracy’s back and facing away from Andrea. With blissful ease, she slid the dildo head into her rear entrance. "Oh, God, it’s tight."

"You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, Lee."

"No, I got this one." She bent her knees slightly more and another inch disappeared into her rectum. Andrea watched in amazement as her virgin ass took first two, then three, four, five, all the way up to eight inches of the fake dick before it disappeared between her and Tracy.

Exhausted, Lee fell backwards onto Andrea so her back was pressing into Andrea’s boobs and her pussy, stomach and breasts pointed high in the air. "So, let’s get this show on the road, shall we?" She said cheerfully.

"Sounds like a plan."

It was awkward moving at first, but the five women soon found that their best bet was to have Andrea, Lee and Irene do all the work while the other two just held their position. If the three girls moved in sync, the dildos would stay in their asses and move in and out of their pussies. It was a pleasant combination and it wasn’t long until Tracy moaned, experiencing the group’s first orgasm. Claire wasn’t far behind and Andrea realised Lee may not be getting the same enjoyment out of it as everyone else. In an attempt to correct that particular problem, Andrea slid a hand down Lee’s sides until it reached her leg. She then slid it across her abdomen and began to finger the young woman’s sex.

"Oooo," Lee cooed immediately. "That’s amazing."

Andrea’s hand starting making wet sloppy sounds and pretty soon Lee and Irene were both having orgasms. That left just Andrea, so she relaxed to enjoy the double penetration and the warm bodies on either side of her. After a few minutes of Lee’s soft back rubbing against her boobs, combined with Irene’s stomach and breasts pressing into her own back, Andrea couldn’t control herself anymore. She reached around Lee, grabbing desperately at the blonde’s breasts, as if clinging on to something were vitally necessary. She finally got a slippery handhold and let out a loud "Ooooohhhnnnnhhhhh."

She was breathing heavily and shaking thanks to her sensitive sexual organs. Finally, after imploring all the strength of will she had at her disposal, she managed to calm herself down and realised she was about to fall asleep again.

"Thank-you all, very very much," she said before her eyes became too heavy to hold open. "I think I’m going to go to sleep n…"

* * * *

Andrea rolled awake with a vain attempt to block the morning sun from her eyes. She looked at the clock to see it was nearly ten and rolled over again to go back to sleep. Suddenly she noticed that no one was in the bed with her. She sat up awkwardly and looked around. The room was empty. "I think I just had the kinkiest dream of my life," Andrea said to herself. "Or maybe not," she added after feeling the rawness of her pussy and noticing a dildo still imbedded inside her each of her lower holes

She stood up awkwardly, and pulled the two toys out. She walked slowly to the bathroom. A quick shower later she was feeling a lot better and at least a little more awake. It was a bit of an effort to find her clothing but when she finally tracked it down, she got dressed and headed to the floors restaurant for breakfast.

She was just about done eating when Chris walked in, "hey Andrea, where the hell were you all night?"

"Just kind of busy. Why?"

"I was trying to track you down. Did you get my message?"

"Message?"

"Are you done eating?"

Andrea looked at the last three bites of egg. "Yeah, I’m done."

"Come on downstairs with me then."

Andrea stood up. "Chris, what the hell is going on?"

"They’re building me a ship."

She started walking with him towards the elevator. "A ship?"

"Yeah, so I can get back to the fleet. And guess who’s heading up the project?"

* * * *

"Bob?" Andrea said astonished, seeing him in a lab coat with eyes sparkling behind his thick glasses. They were in a large bay room that took up space on the first few floors.

"A… Andrea! Long time, no s… see." He put down a clipboard he was holding and walked over.

"How are you doing, Bob?" Andrea said and gave him a hug.

"Oh, y… you know. I just got another p… promotion." He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Chris was telling me you’re in charge of designing a ship for him to get back to the fleet in."

"Yeah, t… that’s right."

Andrea raised an eyebrow, "isn’t that a bit far from medicine?"

"W… well not really, I mean microbiology is all a… about uh, atoms and orbiting p… protons and n… neutrons and stuff. Space is pretty much the same way. Orbiting planets around a star, you know…"

Andrea looked at him sceptically and he looked back seriously.

Suddenly he started to laugh, "no no, I’m just k… kidding."

Andrea cracked a smile; "you had me going for a minute."

"I… I guess I’m developing a sense of h… humor after all." He walked over to a large drawing board where some blueprints were tacked on and gestured for Andrea to follow. "Seriously though, for whatever reason, the Coalition doesn’t have a… any experience with spacecraft. In fact, from t… talking to them last night they seem to t… think it’s downright impossible."

"So in other words…"

"Because I’ve read every space flight text book I can get my h… hands on, all of a s… sudden I’m the resident e… expert. Guess my nerdy heritage is coming in h… handy after all."

"Ha, guess so," Andrea said. "So how’s it going?"

Bob frowned. "Honesty, it’s a g… gong show around here. I’m trying to get these people to do what I tell them but I swear, every time I come up with a new idea they tell me it’s i… impossible to do. Talk about a lack of c… confidence." He looked to Chris, "speaking of w… which, Chris could you go t… talk to Jim in propulsion and explain how t… thrusters work?"

Chris sighed. "I’ll get on it right away." He turned to Andrea, "this could take a while."

"Good luck."

"Thanks," Chris said before walking off to an office at the back of the room.

"Hey, Andrea?" It was Jack’s voice coming from behind her. Andrea turned to look at him. "Figured you’d be here. I wanted to talk to you."

"Yeah, sure Jack. What’s up?"

Before Jack could get started Bob interrupted. "I… I should get back to work. I’ll catch up with you later, o… okay?"

"Sure, Bob. I can’t wait," Andrea said with a smile. Bob smiled back and walked off.

Jack waited until he was out of earshot and leaned forward excitedly. "You’re got them. It’s official."

"The troops you mean?" Andrea was naturally happy with the outcome but wanted to limit her show of emotion.

"Of course I mean the troops."

"Good. Can you send word to have as many as can possibly make it meet at the southern city limit in two hours?"

"What, you want to start with them already?"

"45, 000 people is an awful lot to train, Jack. I have to get started."

"Hm, I suppose you’re right. Just remember what I told you last night okay?" Jack was referring to his comment about spies courtesy of the espionage department on the council.

"Don’t worry, I remember."

"Well, two hours it is then."

"Thank-you," Andrea said. "And tell the others that can’t make it to get there as soon as possible. I’ll probably be there pretty late.

"You’re welcome, and I will do that."

"Dinner tomorrow?"

Jack smiled, "wouldn’t miss it for the world."

* * * *

Andrea had rounded up Aria and then proceeded south. By the time she got to city limits there were already a few thousand people there and more arriving every minute. "So what the fuck is it exactly you want me to do with these chumps again?" Aria said.

"I want you to help me teach them how to fight," Andrea said. She had begun to size the group up visually. They were about what she expected. Most of them looked between 18 and 30, largely male, and none of them particularly well off by the looks of things.

"Why the fuck do you want me teaching anyone to fight?"

"Because I have a feeling you know what you’re doing."

That seemed to be enough for Aria and she let the topic drop. The two stood there in silence for a while watching more people arrive when suddenly Aria spoke once more. "I’m not going to help you."

"What do you mean you’re not going to help me? Why?"

"Because you haven’t told me what the fuck you’re training all these shit heads for. Why the hell do you want to help these Coalition bastards?"

Andrea could tell Aria wasn’t going to take ‘just because’ as an answer. Andrea grabbed her by the shoulder and walked her behind some trees. "I’m not here to hold the Coalition’s hand, Aria."

"Hah, could have fooled me."

"Oh give me a little credit will you?"

"Why should I? York, Oaxaca, now here. What the hell do you need an army for."

Andrea looked around but saw no one. "You better listen, because we’re not going to talk about this again, you got that?"

"Oh fuck, just spit it out already."

"The Coalition is an expansionist military dictatorship and sooner or later things are going to start going very, very wrong. When that happens someone needs to be ready for them. Right now I have the third largest military on the continent under my control and it’s nowhere near big enough. So I will gratefully take a 45,000-person boost if it means increasing the odds of defending against them when they decide to go all out hostile. Not to even mention the Invid. They’re so unpredictable, they could decide any day now that the human race needs to become extinct and start blowing everyone up again. If that happens the Coalition doesn’t have enough forces and they’re going to need everyone they can get."

"What the fuck didn’t you just say that for then?"

Andrea was caught off guard, but she was starting to get used to that when Aria was around, "so you’ll help?"

"Of course I’ll fuckin’ help. But it’s a dangerous game you’re playing, faking alliances with two enemies."
"I know, but I don’t have much other choice do I?"

"S’pose not."

"One other thing to watch out for… There’s going to be spies. The head of espionage on the council is going to be planting people to keep an eye on me. So watch what you say and if you think someone is working for the Coalition, give them the boot."

"You got it," Aria started walking back to her original location.

"Metaphorically, not literally."

"Hah, you wish."

* * * *

It was an hour later and Andrea figured about half of her ‘new recruits’ had made it. She sighed to herself as she realized she still didn’t know exactly what she was going to be doing, let alone how she was going to do it. "Aria?"

"Yeah?" Aria said.

"I completely fucked myself over."

"I could have told you that."

Andrea took a deep breath and reached for a loudspeaker. "Can I get some quiet please?"

There wasn’t much change. The crowd was buzzing in anticipation and it wasn’t silenced easily. "Can I borrow that for a minute?" Aria asked with her hand out.

"Be my guest," Andrea said and handed over the loudspeaker.

Aria put it up to her mouth and yelled into it. "Shut the fuck up, maggots." She put it down and looked to Andrea with a smile. "I’ve always wanted to say that." She lifted it back up again and there was a little more silence. "I said shut the fuck up or you’re all suspended from training right now."

Andrea looked at her surprised.

"Relax," Aria said with the loudspeaker down again. "I’m not going to…" Her gaze was caught by someone in the crowd and she handed the loudspeaker back to Andrea. "You there," she yelled out while pointing. There was a bit of confusion as to who she was talking to. "Brown jacket, blue shirt," she added and the guy she singled out looked at her curiously. "You’re out. Go the fuck home. We’re not going to tolerate your crap around here."

"But sir., I was just standing here."

Aria mimicked him, "but sir, I was just… Beat it ass hole. Tell him, Andrea."

Andrea was still shocked that Aria had just picked someone out of the crowd to dismiss, seemingly at random. Andrea realized right then and there that she could either trust the woman, implicitly, or tell her to go packing right now. When she noticed there had already been a bit of a pause while she had thought it over, she didn’t want to hesitate any further. "You heard the woman. Get the hell out. I don’t want to see your face around here again."

Aria smiled and walked over to Andrea. She leaned close and whispered in her ear, "you just got rid of your first Coalition spy. And not a very good one at that."

The crowd shifted as the average looking man made his way through. Andrea tried to focus on him to see what he was feeling. She’d done it by accident before so maybe it wasn’t that hard to do it on purpose. Suddenly, as he passed she got a feeling of anger, but also a strong sense of nuisance. As if he was merely inconvenienced by being kicked out. He wasn’t really concerned with it at all. Looks like Aria was right.

"Now, as I was trying to say," Andrea said through the loudspeaker. "Today is going to be a little more informal. I want you to get to know each other and I want to go through and meet each of you. That means it’s going to take me a while, so most of you will have to be patient. Once I’ve talked to you, you can head off. . After today, when on duty, you will call me sir, ma’am, or General Robertson. Although I’m not officially affiliated with them, we are going to use their ranking system for the sake of simplicity. We’ll meet again here Monday morning at 8 a.m."

Andrea paced a bit as she talked. "You also might note, that because I am not officially affiliated with the Coalition, neither are any of you, although we will be participating in their missions when I feel it is appropriate. If that’s a problem for anyone, now is the time to leave, because after today, if you’re in, you’re in. We are going to be a military of the people, for the people."

"Moving speech, "general." Now you want to give me the damn thing so I can do this right?"

"What do you mean, ‘do this right?’"

"Oh for God’s sake. What country are you in, Andrea."

Andrea sighed, "I don’t know, what used to be Venezuela, I guess."

"Right. And what language do they speak in Venezuela, Andrea?"

"Fuck," Andrea said to herself.

"No, wrong answer, but I think you get the idea. I figure maybe ten percent understood what you just told them."

"I didn’t even think about it. Everyone in the Coalition speaks English."

"Yeah well, all the people moving to the city speak Spanish."

"The most I know of Spanish is ‘aloha,’" Andrea said.

"That’s not Spanish."

"Exactly my point."

Aria sighed. "So you going to give me that thing or what?"

"You know the language?"

Aria made a more forceful gesture with her hand and Andrea gave it to her. Aria put it to her mouth and began to speak. Andrea didn’t understand a word of it. After a minute or so, the crowd applauded politely. "I think they like you," Aria said sarcastically and gave the loud speaker back. "You want me to come around with you while you talk to these guys and translate?"

"How’d you guess?" Andrea said with a smile. She made her way into the crowd with the intent to learn basic Spanish by the end of the day. ‘Hah, piece of cake,’ she thought to herself as the first person started talking at an exceedingly high rate.

The process was slow going, since Aria had to translate. Andrea had already realized she needed to set up a chain of command, which means she was forced to ask each person about previous military experience. She found herself giving out a few random promotions all the way up to lieutenant before the day was done and she also ended up kicking out another dozen Coalition spies. Thanks to her listening in on people’s emotions, and Aria’s keen character judging, she picked them out without much trouble. She smiled to herself when she realized that the espionage minister would be furious.

While she was going through the short interviews she came across an English speaking man by the name of Tony. She immediately got feelings of concern, suspicion and uneasy anticipation. Doubtlessly another spy. Andrea was just opening her mouth to tell him to take a hike when Aria grabbed her arm and pulled her aside.

"No." They had gotten out of the man’s earshot.

"No what?"

"It’s a mistake to get rid of him."

"Why? He’s one of the most obvious yet."

"I know that’s the point. You can read him like a fucking book."

"So?"

"So I’m telling you he’s going to turn. He’ll be more loyal to us within a month then he ever has been to those Coalition bastards. Trust me on this."

"You’re sure?" Andrea was a little sceptical.

"Of course I’m fuckin’ sure. You want a God-damn formal letter or what?"

"Alright, alright." Andrea walked back to Tony. "Welcome aboard, Lieutenant."

He smiled and shook her hand. "Thank-you, sir."

Things went on to the same end until about six the next morning. Andrea was past exhaustion when the last person left. "Damn I’m tired," she said to Aria as the two were walking back towards Trump Towers. "I didn’t sleep last night either."

"Whatever, I’ve gone nearly a week without sleep before. You’ll be fine."

"We’re going to have to do this again tomorrow for the rest of the people that didn’t show today. Hopefully it won’t take quite as long."

"Shouldn’t. I figure we got through about three quarters of ‘em." Aria smiled to herself, "The Coalition’s going to be shitting bricks when they find out we sent all their agents home."

Andrea couldn’t help but smile at that too. "I am looking forward to their reaction, I must say. Keep in mind though there’s probably still a few of the really good ones out there."

"Bah, we’ll get ‘em all over the next couple weeks. I’m going to go get a beer. You want to come with?"

"Now? It’s six in the morning!"

"Wrong," Aria said. "It’s six at night. When you’ve been up all night it’s not morning until the sun comes up."

"What do you call that, then?" Andrea said pointing to the first signs of light at the horizon.

"A pain in my fucking ass. You comin’ or not?"

Andrea shook her head. "Next time. I have a meeting with the Invid at noon. I want to get some sleep before then."

"Your loss," Aria said. "I’ll catch you later."

"Later," Andrea said and Aria started walking in a different direction.

* * * *

There was a loud knocking on the door and Andrea rolled over in bed. "Unngh, what?" She wasn’t impressed about being woken up, as she had only been asleep a few hours. The knocking continued. "What?" She said louder.

"It’s Jack."

"Damn-it," she said to herself and stood up. She was naked, as usual when she slept and walked over to open the door. With a quick turn of the wrist to unlock the deadbolt, she swung the door open. "Can I help you?"

"You’re naked again," he said stepping inside.

"I was sleeping. I sleep naked because it is too damn hot here at night to do otherwise."

"The tower is air-conditioned, Andrea."

"What are you doing here Jack? It’s 9:30."

"I thought you’d be up."

"Well I was up… Three hours ago. And now I’m damn tired."

"Oh. Uh, sorry. I didn’t actually mean to be a bother. I can come back in a few hours." He turned to leave.

"No, no, forget it. I’m sorry I’m being a bitch. Come on in and sit down."

"Don’t worry about it," he said taking a seat in a chair. Andrea sat down on the bed, opposite him. She rubbed her eyes and looked up at him.

"So what do you want?"

"I just wanted to see how it went yesterday. If you were there until three hours ago, that was a hell of a long speech."

"Hah, I wish," Andrea said. "No, barely any of them even speak English so there’s not much point in speeches is there." Andrea sighed. "How do you guys do it? Training so many people that speak another language."

"Well for one we don’t. We train them in groups of 5000 not 45,000. Other then that, we just put them all in an English as a second language class before they can join."

"Why don’t you guys just learn Spanish?"

He shrugged. "Beats me. It’s just how we do it." He paused and his gaze drifted down to her firm average sized breasts and upturned nipples before he caught himself and looked back at her face. Andrea smiled to herself but didn’t say anything and he continued, "I’m still not sure why you were there until six this morning. Did you talk to everyone there or something?"

"Actually I did."

Jack looked surprised. "Seriously? All of them?’

"All that were there. We figure I only got to about three quarters of the total."

"That explains it," Jack said to himself.

"Explains what?"

"The head of espionage. He was livid at the meeting this morning. Said you picked out nearly all of his spies and sent them packing. He doesn’t know how you did it."

Andrea laughed. "Well give him my regards when you see him next. Tell him the rest will be joining the others shortly."
"Seriously though, Andrea. If you want my advice, I’d let a few of them stay. It’ll keep people less suspicious of you and make things a lot easier for you in the long run."

Andrea shook her head. "Sorry Jack. I’ve got no room for spies in my army. Period. And you can tell the head of Espionage I said that too."

He nodded solemnly. "Your call."

"Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but do you mind if I get back to sleep for a couple of hours? I’m still exhausted."

"Yeah, sure no problem." He stood up. "By the way, you left something under the table. Have a good sleep, Andrea."

"You too," she said and as soon as he was gone, immediately looked to see what he meant. There sitting on the floor, and quite probably visible when approaching the table, was one of her double dildos from the other night. "Oh hell," she said to herself and turned red with embarrassment.

* * * *

She awoke a couple of hours later and quickly started off towards the clearing where she was supposed to meet the other Invid. It was the better part of half an hour to walk there and she ended up arriving just before noon. Destiny was already there and Irene had told her through their apparent telepathic link that she would be along in a few minutes with Claire.

"How has your day gone?" Destiny asked as Andrea sat down on a tree stump. There were a few new ones conveniently placed. Andrea figured Destiny was trying to set up a more comfortable area for discussing.

"Busy," Andrea responded. "Very, very busy."

"Oh. If you’d like to schedule for another time, that’s no problem."

"Most definitely not. These meetings are highest priority for me."

"Mm, I’m glad you think so. For me also. Our race has been here four years and never has anyone thought of anything so radical as sitting down to discuss the situation."

"Well I’m glad we are now."

As if on cue, Irene and Claire entered by the same path Andrea did. "Hi," Irene said happily.

"Hey," Andrea and Destiny said back.

"So, should we get started?" Andrea said, looking to Destiny.

The Invid frowned before responding. "There is one minor thing I have to mention to you, that’s changed since our last meeting."

"Oh?" Andrea said. Her concern was growing.

"Someone else has decided to join our talks, and seeing as freedom is the nature of these discussions I couldn’t find any reason to tell him no."

"Who?" Andrea asked, still concerned.

"You’ve met him before."

"Who?" Andrea repeated with a little more urgency.

"Why, yours truly, toots," came a voice from behind her. "Or should I say ‘tits.’"

Andrea turned, immediately recognizing the voice. "Cliff."

End Part 16 – A

Next: Chapter 16: "Withdrawal" concludes! An army, a space ship, peace talks, and a visit to the pleasure dome. How do they all come together, and what is the big surprise I keep hyping? Don’t miss it.

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