They agree

The two guardswomen were talking in low voices, heads bent together, from time to time looking up at Calvo, bound but calm as he watched them. It was Eighteen who finally approached him, after what seemed like hours. Even as he realised that these could be the last moment of his life, Calvo couldn't help but admire the sexy sway of the tall blonde guardswoman's hips as she walked.

She drew a short, wicked looking knife from her boot. Its edge seemed to gleam in Tau-Ceti's light, before she reached round, cutting his bonds. Her taut, heavy tits brushed against Calvo's forearm as she leaned forward, making his cock stiffen.

He rose slowly, unthreateningly, his hands hels wide and in sight, as the two guards kept their stunguns levveled on him.

"I suggest we see what we can find at the prison...maybe there are supplies we can use"

The two lovely guardswomen glanced briefly at one another, before Eighteen gave a slow nod.