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We now had an SOP (Standing Operating Procedure) for attacking the walled towns that the Bustol bases had turned into. It took another year to clean out all of the remaining Bustol bases on Inglet. The operation had settled into a routine that really didn't need me for more than an occasional boost in morale. Ansa had stopped using birth control and was now pregnant, though Hasup said that she was hoping for more excitement, so she was still taking her birth control pills.
Verla's baby, a boy she named Atron, had been born on schedule and was now a living, breathing member of our family. The Arklet Army had an efficient day care system, so Verla was able to keep up with her supervisory work on the radar and communication front.
We were able to appoint/promote a number of deserving and competent people to command positions in the ISDF, so Verla, Ansa, Hasup, and I had less and less to do in direct control of the fight on Inglet against the Bustols. Pretty soon, we Arklets could back off completely and let the Inglets handle their own defense.
I was very proud of what we had been able to do, but I was completely ready to hand over the day to day operations to the native Inglets. My main concern had become one of helping the Inglets make sure that the Bustols didn't come back.
The TWT people promised to keep an eye on the Inglet situation in perpetuity to be ready to help them in self defense if it became necessary. Frankly, I didn't think that the Bustols would be back.
The fighting on Inglet had simply become too expensive to maintain the obscene profits that the criminals on Bustol had come to expect. They were rapidly approaching a break-even situation, at best, so the money-types on Bustol would just drop the operation on Inglet as a losing proposition.
Furthermore, the war with Arklet was turning against the Bustols. The way things were going, Bustol could not hold out more than another year. By that time, Bustol would either have to surrender or suffer an invasion of the home planet. Actually, neither side wanted that, so some sort of compromise would be worked out. No matter what happened, I could see that the slaving expeditions from Bustol were coming to an end.
Well, the war with Bustol is over, and it ended very close to the way I predicted. There was hardly more than a token invasion of Bustol when the government fell from a coup d'état. The people of Bustol were sick and tired of continual war, and actively supported the people who overthrew the existing government. Thus, Arklet suddenly was left with a large standing army and no where to use it.
My family and I were part of that surplus and were "demobilized" in the earliest stages of the trimming down of the military. We all got hearty thank-yous and severance pay that was more than generous, but, no matter how you sliced it, we were out of jobs!
sex. Chapter 3 is filled with lot of sex. **************** Please rate wisely,you will surely like it when you will read future chapters. **************** Chapter 2 - The explanation *************************** Luthor laughed and said "You don't know how often I have wished for this moment and now that it has occurred, I don't know what to do. Well, let me answer your questions by asking a question. What is your name?" The woman grimaced as she said "You know who I am....
Chapter 3 – Loiss story Fucking Luthor. He cant do this to me. My head was hurting and I felt funny. As I opened my eyes, I saw my body on the medical bed. I knew it was me but it couldnt be me. I am lying here on the floor. I look down at myself and see a mans body instead of my normal sexy womans body. It is Supermans body. I look back at the bed and it is my body on the bed. With my new super hearing, I can hear the heartbeat and know that my body is still alive. But what has happened to...
Something went terribly wrong in Metropolis. At least it did for six of its citizens. And Lex Luthor was one of them. His plan was simple. He wasn’t even TRYING to destroy Superman this time. He was just feeling a little bored and thought he would use a recently invented machine created by S.T.A.R. Labs---a machine funded through his company LexCorp---to cause some minor trouble for the Man of Steel’s marriage to the Daily Planet’s star-reporter Lois Lane. But when the trap was set for Superman...
Superman was getting a stirring in his groin, and it was getting hot!Perspiration was developing around his forehead, as he recalled to himselfhe had not had sex in three weeks, and all because of his excessiveschedule as Clark Kent, besides his duties as a superhero. The feeling wasoverwhelming, because it seems that every time he's sees a nice round tush,his hidden gun develops a longer barrel. That gun of his was ready for somewild west rock-a-thon, but he wasnt quite sure what to do about...
Stick your rod of steel in my ass hole, Superman, fill me up with your super hot jizz you dirty fucker, Wonder Women said, looking over her shoulder as the camera zoomed in to record the hard member entering her ass hole which had already been stretched earlier by her friend Supergirl’s fist as they waited for Superman and his friends to turn up. Bracing herself on the cushions Wonder Women's ass cheeks spread as the rod of steel entered her brown stretched ass hole.Up to the hilt in one swift...
Hi! My name is Arjun. My age is 21, and I am a computer engineering student studying in a reputed college in Mumbai. My native place is a small town in Gujarat. I was shy at first when I came to Mumbai, but I soon made friends. I had many female friends but no relationships. I was still a virgin. My friends were all in relationships. Soon, I was frustrated with all the greenery in Bollywood city. Once, I and my friends (Pooja, Ayush, Rhea, Jay, Anurag, Sonia, Priya, and Sachin) went to Juhu...
Hi! My name is Arjun. My age is 21, and I am a computer engineering student studying in a reputed college in Mumbai. My native place is a small town in Gujarat. I was shy at first when I came to Mumbai, but I soon made friends. I had many female friends but no relationships. I was still a virgin. My friends were all in relationships. Soon, I was frustrated with all the greenery in Bollywood city. Once, I and my friends (Pooja, Ayush, Rhea, Jay, Anurag, Sonia, Priya, and Sachin) went to Juhu...
Hasup was flabbergasted when I told her that, back in my time line, a subordinate of the opposite sex is not automatically married to his or her superior if there is no previous attachment which would make it awkward. "That explains some of your confusing comments earlier in the day. You seemed to be oblivious to some of the things that I would be doing for you, from fixing your breakfast to sleeping in your bed. Well, John, do you find me acceptable, or do I need to find you another...
I took the opportunity to examine the enemy trucks. They bore a close resemblance to the 6x6, 1,000 Kg (2½-ton) truck that the Earth armies have been using for years. The main difference that I could see from a quick glance was that these trucks had a longer body. The bed must have been about 30% longer than the ones that NATO used. I guessed that the load capacity was around 1,200-1,500 Kg. From the smell, they were not powered by gasoline, but I couldn't tell what the fuel actually was. If...
I had the new troops, I had stopped calling them recruits, practice diligently with their shotguns over the next week. By then, they were about as accurate with them as they were going to get. We were delighted to find three who looked like instructor-grade material. That would take a tremendous load off our shoulders if we had a local cadre that we could depend upon to do the basic teaching while Hasup and I went on to other things. I wanted my people to have a speaking acquaintance with...
Sort of "by return mail," we got the 40 mm cannon. It was on a fixed mount, not mobile, so it was up to us to figure out how to use it. I thought of putting it on a truck bed and knock down the truck's sides so that it had a 300 degree traverse. Only the truck cab would provide a problem. We had to work fast, but we managed to get the work done in time for a little practice before we had to take it to war. The gun closely resembled the Bofors pom-pom AAA gun of WW2. This particular...
At last! We had finally been spotted by the Bustols. Their security was so lousy that I almost thought we would have to send them an engraved invitation to the fight. I could only assume that their contempt for the local Inglets was such that they expected never to be attacked. We had stopped in a campsite about 20 klicks from the enemy camp. That morning we formed up into our loose groups of 34 men and women, each. We were not in the conventional military order, but standing in almost...
I wanted to hit that camp with the captives as soon a possible, before they could be shipped to a slave auction somewhere or somewhen; it was logical to assume that the auction would be held on a different time line. Our job was to mount the rescue before the auction could take place. Working on the assumption that the larger the attacking force, the more likely was the attack to succeed, we loaded our entire little army into our trucks and headed for the Bustol camp. We used the same...
Since the FAC had a lot to do under Ansa's strategy, she decided that an Eagle would be sacrificed as the FAC vehicle. Actually, her thinking now was for three squadrons of nine attack planes plus an FAC which could be used as an emergency backup in case of need. For the attack sweeps, Ansa wanted to use three flights of three planes attacking in echelon with the lead plane on the extreme left and each plane of the flight in line 20 meters behind and 20 meters to the right of the plane in...
OK, it's now worked out. The ground crew came up with a set of mounts that would let the pilot change ammunition drums in the AA-12s without having to move around too much in his seat. The bigger problem was working out how to store the drums so that the pilot could reach them without being a contortionist. However, they came up with that solution, too, so it looked to me like we were in business. We were anxious to have our fighters fly their first cover mission. Training the fighter...
We had eliminated all of the Bustol camps that were close enough to us for our Eagles to hit them without at least one refueling. Unless they sneaked in on us, we thought that we were reasonably safe from attack unless they were willing to spend the money necessary to make a move by transporter. I doubted that the criminal lords would be willing to spend that kind of money, so I didn't worry about it. Much to my surprise, it seemed that the old military axiom that "You can't win a war...
A rectangle of off-color light showed up in my tent near my desk. It was the weirdest thing I had ever seen. Pretty soon a voice was emitted which talked gibberish for a moment, then I could understand every word. "Hello, can you understand me?" The voice was that of a young woman. "Yes, Ma'am, I can understand you with no problem. What is going on and what can I do for you?" "Aren't you a nice man! My name is Anna Hobarth, and I represent a trading company that would like to do...
This was going to be kind of a catch-as-catch-can sort of war, since we planned to depend as much as possible on the local people to do the fighting. Since we could move anywhere we wanted to by means of the TWT transporter gates, it made no real difference where we started from. Therefore, we just made Hillora, the town where Allor Insrullor came from, as our main base. This town happened to be about 100 klicks from the ocean, so it was not an obvious place for an invasion to start. This...
The Bustols were such creatures of habit that it was boring to fight them. It was one of those things like "if we did this, they always did that." We got into a bad rut with our campaign. Step 1 was rescue the Inglets in a base. Step 2 was to bomb the shit out of them. Step 3 was to look for the next place to hit. The only time there was any fun was when we were able to bust up a "harvesting" trip. We were not able to capture anybody who could give us the schedule for those trips, so we...
Clark walked briskly toward his desk; he was carrying a nervous energy. He didn't know why but when he woke up he had a gut feeling that today held something ominous in store for him. In his loose fitting button up shirt, and black slacks, only the trained eye would suspect what lay underneath, and topped off with a pair of thick glasses and pushover demeanor, none would guess that he, Clark Kent, was actually Superman. "Here ya go Smallville, and be there quicker this time, o.k.? Jimmy and I...
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Good new luvers! First, in this part, Superman gets it on hot and heavy... and I do mean HEAVY with that darling sidekick Robin. But more importantly, there is just going to be one more part of this story to be posted and that will be it for this series! Will Superman and that darling rent boy tramp Jimmy Olsen get back together? Well honeys I haven't written the final part yet. Oh, yes, I know what I plan to happen, but these characters sometimes steer the story in unexpected...
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Our intricate scheme began a few weeks earlier over the internet. I came to know Erin through a popular website and we immediately hit it off despite the 24 year difference in age. I soon learned Erin was one of those rare teen girls who was attracted to, and loved to be fucked by, older men. Somehow, I had been lucky enough to meet this incredibly sexy young nymphomaniac. Our plan involved meeting at a hotel near her home for a planned sexual rendezvous. Once in the room, Erin...
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IncestThe Press Conference had finished by the time Amanda returned to room. Dale was stood waiting for Amanda. "Where have you been?" asked Dale. "I have been sorting out your future," replied Amanda. "But I am not going to be a mid-wife," replied Dale. "Who said anything about being a mid-wife, I have just arranged a photo- shoot with a top London Model Agency for tomorrow afternoon" smiled Amanda. "You have got to be kidding, there is absolutely no chance of me fooling a model...
When Linda woke up she refused to turn the television on. She didn’t want to know anything about what was happening in America, or the world. The only thing on her mind, was to get off the Lady Whisper with Jessie and have some fun. It was something she desperately needed tonight. In the Master suite’s luxury bathroom Linda stood under the shower and let the warm water beat down on her face and slide down her body. The girls were quiet, sensing her pensive mood. She wasn’t happy with the...
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Sunday, April 16th Los Angeles: Early stood on his private balcony as the ship pulled away from the dock. Departure time had been delayed and it was getting dark. He'd made a reservation at the Signatures restaurant for himself, his niece, Kristin, and her husband, Mark. The college couple were the only members of his family who could get away on such short notice and they would be going only as far as Hawaii eight days from now. A few people threw those streamer things at the dock, but the...
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Jack was rather confused when he woke up the next morning. He could feel that he was naked, which was pretty normal, except that he could feel a warm, wet sensation on his hard cock, sliding up and down on it. Jack opened his eyes, and saw Megan, who was laid on her front, giving him a blowjob. "Morning..." Jack said sleepily as he got a wake-up blowjob. "Morning," Megan said, sending pleasurable vibrations through Jack's cock. Jack watched Megan's head move, sucking him expertly....
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Maitland connects again with the costar with whom she’s played this evening’s game. As she runs a straight-edged razor across his throat to make herself a smoother seat, Seth introduces his offering. He says, “I know bodies won’t impress you, but you’ve always been a sucker for context,” and with that delivers to Maitland what he knew she’d been holding out for: a DP with the two men she’s only ever allowed to play coy with on screen. The pair...
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Incest“So, where are we going to dinner?” asked William Roman. He had just given his wife a kiss ‘Hello’ and had been informed that the kids were all out for the night and that he was taking her to dinner. She obviously had some sort of romantic night planned, but couldn’t understand why, with the house to themselves, they just didn’t stay home and screw. He had given up trying to understand women years before. “We have reservations at The Silo,” replied Terri. Wills, nicknamed that since...
I spent the rest of the afternoon putting together a leek quiche in a frozen piecrust I'd picked up at the store. Yeah, I know, "real men" don't eat quiche, but that's only true of "real men" with no palates. And I've got into the habit, when I'm home—which is all too seldom with my heavy travel schedule—of using days off to assemble meals that'll leave leftovers for performance days. Asmedogh woke up shortly before it was baked, and I shared it with him. He took a very tentative...
‘Dace’ Shepard, Lieutenant Commander, U. S. naval reserve, ex-U. S. Navy, is a graduate student in Germanics at the University of Washington. Widowed at 38 when his wife and their two youngest children died in an automobile accident in Italy during active duty as assistant naval attaché in Bonn, Germany, he opted for early retirement from the Regular Navy and civilian life with his surviving oldest daughter, then just 15. Professionally fluent in German and conversant in Russian, 6’–5′ 200...
The one-year anniversary of this just passed recently and it got me reflecting on it. My girlfriend and I have been together for many years. Things have always been good. She gets… The one-year anniversary of this just passed recently and it got me reflecting on it. My girlfriend and I have been together for many years. Things have always been good. She gets along with my family and I get along with her's. She has a sister and a brother, and while I'm just casually friendly with her...
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