<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the Head</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Lt. Col Sweetcheeks</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting flown![/dt]</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Laura gasped softly and thrust her tongue into Lou's mouth as their lips locked. Her knees were already getting shakey, and if not for the fact that she weighted only 20% of her usual body weight, she probably of been on her knees. Louise Cotter knew all of the places that turned Laura into a puddle of  quivering need and wasn't afraid to use them... but she hadn't come unprepared for such an eventuality. "Fine, you're on report... you're restricted to quarters when you are not actively engaged in mission operations." she said and slipped her hand into a thigh pocket of the E-suit. Grinning, she pulled her hand back and slipped her fingertips under the edge of her lover's panties and securily seated the little butterfly vibrator against her clit before pulling her fingers back, "That's your punishment for violating protocol." she whispered and thought that her eyes would cross as Lou pumped her fingers into her wet folds. "I can't get on my knees with your hand there Lou." she said softly and waggled her eyebrows.I want to make sure that you have to sit in damp panties all of the way to the site."