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Blinking at asian the accusation, which she could not fully refute, Leesa dragged a chair over to the wall next to the door they had come through. She sat in it, keeping her phaser aimed in the general direction of the wily Romulan. “Let's just wait for her to see what's taking you so long up here, shall we?” Instead of silence as she expected from him, the Subcommander smiled slightly and turned to look at the slimmer doorway which presumably led downstairs. “She is…. indisposed. We will be waiting a very long time if you wish for her to investigate my absence.” “Call her on your communicator.” His smile widened a bit and the subcommander turned and looked at her. “It wouldn't make any difference.” Leesa frowned, exasperated at this Romulan's smug attitude. She wondered what was going on down there; she doubted the indian Romulan was lying, but he wasn't telling the entire truth either. Either way, she had to change the situation; he had too much power in the conversation. “Okay. Get up, you're taking me down there.” They got to their feet, Subcommander Teloy somewhat reluctantly. The stairwell door hissed open and Leesa nudged the man through and followed him down a set of well-lit stairs. At the bottom he tapped the control panel for the door and it slid open, depositing them into a room that encompassed the entire bottom floor. It was just like the subcommander said; all the equipment he mentioned was there, along with storage boxes and a surface loading station against one wall. Against the far wall was the medical bay, and in the biobed lay the fourth Romulan. She was lying uncomfortably, her eyes gazing with frozen shock and pain at the ceiling. Her midsection was completely ripped open; a ghastly and ragged green-blooded hole where he stomach should have been. Leesa gasped in horror. The subcommander, his opening spotted, whipped around with his arms to strike at her, but she was ready for such an action. She ducked and slammed her shoulder into the Romulan's midsection, and brought her knee up into his face as he amateur doubled over in pain. He collapsed to the floor with a groan as he clutched at his stomach and face, trying to get his breath. “What did you do to her??” Leesa yelled as she stared at the dripping mess of what was formerly a Romulan ensign. All that came from Subcommander Teloy was a tortured wheeze. She gives me a smile. I broke out of my reverie and walked into the spacious foyer, kicking my Vans off on the way. The other amateur girls copied her. Its early 1998 i am 18 years old , a bit (ok a lot more then a bit) shy, chubby guy. Her better judgment found its opportunity to reassert itself as she quickly cleaned herself up as best she could and stumbled out of the cubicle. I smiled at him and wondered what he was thinking. I remember that I once read that the brain never creates faces in dreams - but uses some it has seen in real life... He had never undressed in front of anybody. “Put these on.” She demanded then disappeared back into the closet. I was standing in front of him, totally naked. I squeezed and pulled at her two nipples and watched as her face fought a war between pain and pleasure. She lifted her head and place her chin on my bare chest. "So," James asked eventually, "What magic trick will you teach me next, Mistress?" Her tongue fluttered in my asian mouth, dancing with it. He pulled his cock out and I started to pout but soon I was glad for his tongue wasn't half bad. "Congratulations, you're my new administrative assistant. I had to do something for them. Through the heart of the indian light shining around me, a vast shadow rose. "We're getting closer now, Maria, so keep shoving that dildo into her twat deep," Lil commanded Maria, jolting around as much as she could. When my father heard her he stopped and said he had to go.