Black Security Guard Gets his Man Gay
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George and Rada peered through their far seekers at the distant object from one of the highest points near their mountain camp. It was still a good twenty klicks away, they estimated, and traveling no more than 30 kilometres an hour.
"A surveyor's rover?" Rada suggested. "I thought they'd all left after the fight?"
"I told them the truth," George replied, without looking up. "That was not an honourable victory for the Black Guard. We don't nobble our opponents in a sporting contest."
"Sporting contest?" Rada snapped. "That was no sporting contest, it was going to be a ritualised execution."
"Whatever," George sighed. "Anycase, that's not like any of the rovers I've seen. Its configuration is all wrong and it's bigger. I'd say it's come a long way, judging by the dust over it - and, ah, it's towing a trailer."
"Huh?" Rada looked at him before staring harder into her device. "Let's do a spectrograph? I've always wanted to try that function."
"Go ahead," George shrugged.
"It should give us a clue to its origin, hmm, now, lessee ... Fuck, me! You want to take a look at that?" she said. "More composites in that thing than I've seen in my life. It'd take a year of analysis to figure what they've built into that thing."
"Clearly, Euro build," George suggested. "We don't have the tech for such a car and what the hell would Cityplex want with it? They haven't any roads."
"Might be part of some Cityplex terraforming enterprise?" Rada said.
"Maybe," shrugged, George. "It's found the road - heading straight this way. This is supposed to be a secret location," he grinned, wryly. "Seems like everyone knows where we are."
"Better get the guard into their positions," Rada suggested. "Not that we have anything that'll penetrate that thing."
"Huh?" George turned to look at her.
"See this spectrograph readout? Those composites up that end of the spectrum? That's some fancy armour. It looks like it's plated like a fucking porcupine."
"Weapons?" George asked.
"No way of telling from this distance. But, if you armour something like that, it's logical you'd put something on it to hit back at the enemy."
"Logical," George agreed. "Hey, what's that? A staff or antenna, maybe, sticking up from the cab? You make anything of that?"
"Hmm, I see a flag, George. They're showing a flag. Umm, it's black and red - not quartered, but with a diagonal line. George, it's ours, the Black Guard."
"In that?" he exclaimed.
"Yeah," Rada laughed. "We're finally modernising."
"Or it's a ruse?"
"Why bother? If they have mean intentions they can just charge up the road. Who the fuck is going to stop them? George, that thing is a tank on wheels."
"A Kegresse," George corrected. "Tandem back axles on tracks. They used to call them 'half-tracks.' Same concept."
"Well, I guess, the Black Guard has got itself a fancy Euro 'half-track' with armour that would probably turn aside an APM."
"A Kegresse." George corrected, again.
"Whatever."
They watched the Kegresse as it ground up the road, effortlessly, towards the mountain camp. 50 young Black Guard peered at it from their concealed positions, certain, now, that they had no weapon to stop it. Eventually, it drove straight into the centre of the camp and halted, its Black Guard flag hanging limp on a staff above the cab.
With a hiss, the cab slid back revealing, from behind its suntint screens, two men. The driver was dressed in a Black Guard chameleon allsuit complete with black/red neck scarf and grey bandoliers. The other was in a silver enviro-suit of, probably, Euro manufacture.
Rada's eyes bulged, then, her face broke out in a smile. "Smartarse!" she yelled. "Y'think that entrance was clever? I should put a bullet in you for causing us stress!"
"But you won't," the driver replied. "You wouldn't deprive Gina of her daddy."
"JOHN!" came a whoop. Suddenly, a small, black figure came out of nowhere and leapt into the cab, wrapping the driver in arms and legs.
"Gina, ow, fuck, watch out!" he protested.
"Down, Gina!" Rada said. "Give John space to breathe. Honey, long journey? You want to eat, lie down, fuck?"
"Yes, yes yes, and yes," John told her, trying to disentangle himself from his daughter.
"Who's your friend?" George asked.
"Pfeffer Diep." John explained, indicated the silver suited one.
"What the fuck is a 'Pfeffer Diep'?" asked Rada.
"Not, ah, from around here," he grinned. "After some real food I'll explain everything."
400 klicks away at Twin Olives, Heather Sion was still contemplating Armin de la Perriere's apparent rejection of her. For days, she was sunk in depression and her mother, Megan, grew increasingly concerned. Finally, she'd had enough and decided to confront Armin, himself. After breakfast on the fourth day, Megan whispered she wished to see him alone. Seeing the confusion in his face, she stated, firmly, it was time to 'talk.' He suggested a spot down by the lake and she agreed.
A lazy fog was just burning off as the sun rose over the water. Flocks of ibis waded through the shallows and stormy egrets were out over the glassy surface looking for food. Megan sat, picked up a pebble, and lobbed it into the lake as Armin sought a suitable spot beside her.
"I don't like beating around the bush," she told him, looking straight ahead. "What's going on between you and my daughter?"
Armin had figured what the topic was likely to be and was furiously thinking of answers. Megan's directness unnerved him a little and he found himself stumbling for things to say. "It's complicated," he told her, lamely.
"Complicated?" Megan turned to him, her voice sharp. "Do you love her or not? How 'complicated' does it have to be? You married, divorced engaged, what?"
"None of those," he replied, hastily.
"A rich sugar mama tucked away?"
"No."
"So, it's Heather, then? She hasn't any boobs and there's no flesh on her. You prefer your women with a rack? Are you that shallow you can't see past her body?"
"No, no," Armin replied, adamantly. "Listen, I think your daughter's beautiful."
"Look, I'm pretty good at reading body language and chemistry," Megan went on. "There's a spark between you two that's unmistakeable. Too old for her? Yah, far too old, but when did love involve age discrimination? But, I'll tell you this, there's something fundamentally dishonest about you."
"There is?" Armin widened his eyes. "What?"
"I get the square-jawed, hero bit - the 'man of action' and the 'guy to have in a tight situation.' Look, I'm not knocking it, because there're times we need that. However, an alpha male who's shy and sensitive? What fantasy novel did that come from?"
"I'm not sure..."
"'What I mean?' No doubt you have a honey tongue for all those lonely widows you, no doubt, prey on. Again, if it works, why not? Heather offered herself to you and you pulled back. That's not a fit for you, de la Perriere. When did the rakish, seducer of women pass up an opportunity, any opportunity? Protecting the innocent? Huh!" she scoffed. "I don't credit you with a conscience when it comes to willing women."
"If you just want to assassinate my character..." Armin grumbled.
"No, but, you're a designer guy. Where's the flaw? What's the end game with my daughter? She's head over heels. No doubt you'll cheat on her after a spell, but, she's got to learn about guys like you. But, what's the harm in showing her a little heaven? Even if it won't last?"
"Are you pimping for her?" Armin gaped.
"In a way," she shrugged. "At least I don't have to put up with her shambling around looking at her feet all the time. God's sake, at least talk to her, tell her she's okay. She thinks she's ugly and the guy of her dreams is repulsed by her."
"It's me, not her," Armin tried to explain. "I should've talked to her sooner. I, um, didn't really know what to say."
"Well, think of something quick, bozo!" Megan stood. "No doubt I'll get a full report later, so, you'd better make it good."
It was later that evening, before Armin had an opportunity to talk to Heather alone. Megan had gone for a swim in the lake - a habit she'd adopted lately - and the girl was in her room. Armin tapped lightly and announced himself. A timorous voice answered and told him he could come in for 5 minutes.
Heather was combing out her long hair by a wall mirror. Armin took a seat on the bed, the only available chair, and watched her for a spell, coughing nervously.
"What do you want?" she asked. Before he could answer, she continued. "Have you been talking to mama? Is that why you're here?"
Heather was a smart girl, Armin concluded, and it was useless to pretend. "She has, as a matter of a fact. But, I've been wanting to talk to you for a few days. I guess, I wasn't sure whether you wanted to."
"Depends what you want to say," she answered. She watched him through the mirror as she brushed idly.
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Part 6 My life is weird. Well, it's gotten weird over the past month. Ever since my parents moved me to a new school, life has gotten turned on its head. Before the move I was Julian McCloud, King Nobody. Now I'm Julie McCloud and a lot has changed. I have this gorgeous little redhead for a girlfriend now, a group of friends to hangout with, and plenty to do to keep me busy. I've got quite a lot going on in school. Other than my normal classes, I am a photographer for the schools...
The room was pitch black when Denae sat bolt upright in bed, throwing Jorgarn's arm off her shoulder. She felt uncomfortable and knew the reason why. "Cläda," she muttered a curse in the Longview language that she recently learned. She could barely make out Jorgarn's eyes in the darkness. He, too, was awake. "I need to get up," Denae said in an urgent voice. Jorgarn had awakened when Denae jumped but he was still groggy as he turned his hips to sit up. Denae slipped past him and...
Paula Clothed And Roberta Still Naked It was dawn on a crisp and very frosty winter's day. Paula was warmly dressed to protect her from the icy cold. The pair had earned plenty of money as a result of Roberta's strength and will to work hard. Roberta was still naked, of course. They had spent the night under the stars with the hardy Golden Guard sleeping apart from her assistant, disdaining to take any advantage of the warmth of her body. Even after all this time Paula still marvelled at...
Marnit was much happier on solid ground and had slept a good portion of the day. Leyota said that boded badly for the trio as far as her sleeping at night. But Jorgarn didn't mind. He was used to going on only a few hours of sleep and it gave him precious time with the baby. She awoke the trio in the middle of the night with her cries but she refused to eat. So Jorgarn collected the small bundle and the pair walked the castle until Marnit drifted off again. He found himself outside of his...
Naked and frozen Roberta lay semi conscious on the little island's white sandy beach after her swim in icy cold water. She lay there for nearly an hour, more dead than alive, until feeling slowly started to come back into her numbed body, beginning at the tips of her fingers and toes and hurting terribly, but showing her that she was still alive. As soon as she was able, she got to her feet and walked towards the centre of the island. This spot was high enough for Roberta to see the Palace...
I always fantasize about exploring the unlimited possibilities of cross-dressing and exposing myself in public such as dressing up and clicking hot pics in public places, seducing men and get picked up from pubs, having sex in car and on the roadside, etc., and some of my fantasies have already come true such as my sexual encounter experience in a moving train with a middle-aged man on my train journey to...
The conversation in the King's study began with much less formality. The Princess sat down in a high-backed chair and gestured for Jorgarn to take the one opposite to her. "My mother is a Longview woman," she began without preamble and before her father and her uncle had the chance to sit. "She is probably a distant relative of yours," the King intoned. But Sir Torbert shook his head in disagreement. "Longview's Lords are not always hereditary, King Landor," he said. "I believe...
Roberta finished going over in her mind the painful experiences that she had undergone since leaving Philippa and Rodolfo at the bandit's cave. It had certainly been a very unpleasant few months one way and another. She looked down at her body and saw the horrible scars the Town Tormentor's white hot irons had given her, just as the equally unpleasant burns from her first spell under torture had begin to fade. And she felt her still tender back and all the ridges and furrows there where she...
Life in the National Guard was always exciting and fun. As an officer and a Company Commander, I had my very own driver assigned to me. Weekend drills were mundane, consisting mostly of inspections and classes in the Armory. I usually secluded myself in my office, signing paperwork and reviewing plans for planning future training activities and just goofing off in general. Every now and then, I’d purposefully make myself look unusually busy, just for show and if we had a visitor to the...
OccupationsOk I love this motel.Like I said in my last story, my company has me in New York and they put me up in the cheapest motel they could find, but I’m getting some of the best “personal” service so I’m not too bothered.About 12ish tonight I came back from having a few drinks with our potential new clients. There reps are a couple of 20 something girls, one was supper slim, blond with pert breasts. The other was thick, with a ass that just bounced as they danced. Shall we just say that the more they...
This is not a long tale, but it is a true one that I reminded of from reading some recent posts here.I was in Cyprus with an Albania girl that I had been fucking a few times. She was not a bad looking girl, about 26. She was teaching there and I was working in an Estate Agency. Anyway, we took a weekend in Paphos at a nice hotel. The first night we went out clubbing and she we both drank a lot. I had always made her get into public area fucking and on this night I took her to the front of our...