<strong>Firell</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1SPX0SydQqvr9W6xhiBwMgv-B9o-hmyLzSwKlH3T15T8/edit)<br/><br/>As the powerful Drazi continued to manhandle the virgin girl's generous bossom, Firel felt her blood heating.  She must be blushing,a nd she new she was sweating.<br/><br/>The young ranger squirmed and thrashed as the drazi deftly pulled off her robes, then pressed her down on the table and continued to massage heatinto her senstive globes.<br/><br/>Firel grit her teeth as he taunted her.  She gave a little whimper, then...<br/><br/>Through incredible force of will...<br/><br/>Managed to assume--for at least a moment--a proper calm and poise.  She gave the big Drazi a serene and compasionate look...<br/><br/>But oh, she must be aglow with sweat, and her nipples were still so very tight and...<br/><br/>HIs taunts.<br/><br/>He had to be...<br/><br/>That was ridiculous!<br/><br/>"You..." her voice was huskier than she wanted, but she licked her lips and forced the words to come out with level conviction.  "You are lying."