I woke up as usual, ready to have fun and kick ass, ready to give orders and settle disputes. Something's different, though. Something important. I need something, and for what has got to be the first time in my life I don't know what it is. Is it need of some commodity? Power, maybe? No.. something more primal. Human companionship? Something like that, but not quite. I got up, threw open the door (Clang!), and went to get some food. Maybe Sarah can cook it for me.. wait, Sarah..

I looked down at my crotch and instantly realized what I needed. It had to happen sometime. Sarah was already downstairs, making the usual food.

"Sarah... I need something." Something in my voice- not to mention my crotch- clued her in.

"Is this what I think it is?", she called back up.

"You know and I know that depends completely on what you're thinking.", I said, in an even more lascivious tone.

"Howard..", she said, coming up the stairs, "I don't think 'thinking' has anything to do with this." I just grinned at her. "Enforcer, finish the cooking.", she called down. "At least you're not an adult yet.", she muttered in my direction. I grinned some more. Size does matter.

We got in my room, and she immediately took off her blouse and threw it into the corner, revealing her body, and once again I studied her features. B-cup breasts backed up by rippling muscle. A slender, fatless waist with no navel. Hips, quite literally, of death. "I want total privacy until I say otherwise.", I called into the intercom.

"It's about time you got around to this. I was beginning to get worried.", Sarah said, lying on her back. "There is one thing I'd like to ask you for, though."

"What's that?"

"Can you at least pretend to be making love to me while we're doing it?"

"Heh, heh, heh... of course.", I said, lunging toward her and giving in to my animalistic desires. She took me in her arms, being careful not to cut me with her razor nails, and wrapping her legs around me. I took her in similar fashion, hugging her tightly, then began to thrust into her, while caressing her face with my tongue. The bed bucked and heaved along with us. She put her lips to mine and we french-kissed at the same time we fucked.

The pleasure was like nothing else I had experienced. Feeling her firm breasts under my chest, feeling her hands on my back, feeling her mouth in mine, and feeling my penis do what it's designed for, all caused me to open up with lust- and power.

I went faster, licking her teeth, rubbing the inside of her vagina with my painfully-hard dick, and feeling her up with my hands. She began to moan. I put both my hands on her moving butt as we continued to do it, feeling the muscles move in and out, in and out. She grabbed ever-tighter, her grip reinforced by her pleasure. She moaned and moaned- and then with a deft move, flipped us over, and suddenly I was on the bottom, her breasts hanging down towards me as she continued to thrust with me. Thirty seconds later, I performed the same maneuver, using my left hand and arm with power and speed, flipping her on her back again. It was another minute of pure heaven, until finally my still painfully-hard penis could no longer tolerate it and I came, around the same time she did. I screamed with absolute echo. Now I know why it's on the forefront of everyone's mind all the time. She moaned my name, several times, as her entire body began to ripple. We stayed going like that for another full minute and she came two more times, until I got off her and laid down on the bed to her right, gasping for breath.

"Why didn't anyone tell me it would be like that?", she sighed, as she breathed forcefully, her breasts heaving with every breath.

"Probably.. heh, heh... because you didn't know. And neither did I. We'll have to do that again soon.", I said, grinning, my bodily needs fulfilled. "Privacy over.", I called into the intercom, and walked out the door.

Billy was waiting for me, having known exactly what I was doing. "May I?", he asked.

"You may." There was no need for clarification. He closed the door behind him and I went downstairs to eat breakfast.

I severely doubted he'd have any reservations about having sex with her, and a loud "YES!!!" from upstairs several minutes later confirmed that. Billy walked down shortly afterwards, smiling, and went to eat.

"What if she gets pregnant?", he asked me, to my amusement. The answer was a complete 'Duh!', but he could be concerned about other things to go with it.

"Well, then she has a baby! Seriously, there's nothing to be worried about.", I told him.

"Don't be a dipshit, Paul.", we overheard Sarah say. "Even if I had become a first, I probably would have done that sooner or later anyway." Billy and I grinned at each other and continued to eat. She came down wearing her blouse, and ate almost as much as we did.

That was the only really new thing of the day- twice the buzzer rang, the first was the usual resource-conflict crap, but the second was some idiot who wanted to complain about some other guy- Billy took that one. At first I thought I missed his actual, logical complaint about the other guy, but when Billy said "Shut the fuck up.", I realized he didn't have one. Those are some pretty magic words. A lot of crap can be solved by people following those four little words. Billy then hilariously said that he'd flip a coin to see if he'd kill the asshole or not for wasting his time, and clicked off the screen. There was no such coin, of course, and Billy didn't actually intend to kill him, just teach him a lesson.

Of course, we had sex with Sarah every so often after that.