This is a story about the incidents occurring in a Secret Service Agent's life just before and after he retires. There is sex in the story but it is slow to develop.
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The program was to create men and women to become soldiers. From the time we were babies that was what they began training us to be. Only before the program could begin to accept us into the fleet or marines our system was attacked. There were ten thousand of us old enough to fight. We lost more than our lives that day. The few still alive were given compensation and the program stopped. Now I live on a water world and had to face life and criminals.
'Shy' wife helps set her surprise party - well part of it. The adult half is the surprise. Guests meet in a public park's rented pavilion. All are half exposed to start, soon naked. She is tricked to strip then gets a custom pussy cake modeled on her pussy. The baker is rewarded with oral sex and fingering.
A young construction worker suffers serious injuries when the scaffold he's on crashes to the ground with two more men on it. One man is killed, another has a broken neck, and Stoney has multiple injuries. He starts out with one nurse, then things turn around for him and he adds two more nurses. He meets some friendly teenagers in the trailer park. Those girls are eager to feed him, and even help him regain his pride.
A story in the Gabatrix Series Universe
Set in 2350, the Terrorists of Batrice continues not long after the Silver Rain. A brother of a fallen man resides in the great Fort Batrice. Recovering from such a loss, it is quickly shattered as an explosion occurs on the great space station. Please read the disclaimers before reading the story. The story contains: Swearing, Space, Science Fiction, Future, Sex, Love, War, Violence, Blood, Interspecies, Male Human, Female Aliens, Scalie, Human/Alien Sex, M/FF
It was the 'Miss' that swung it, of course. If he'd asked, 'How much, Ma'am' or simply, 'How much', then I might have just walked away, but it was a while since I'd been called Miss and I liked it. A lot.