As usual there was a wide diversity of opinion. Some of the scientists, especially those who were in the midst of research projects, expressed a stron... desire to stay on at least for a while. But with the aliens now shunning them there was no way most of them could go much further. And there slowly grew a strong sense of need to respect the Edenites' wishes; it was, after all, their world.In the end, as before, there was no vote. A consensus gradually developed that, in light of what they'd all. We were definitely an odd couple. Marcus ate up the Military BS, while I could barely tolerate it.Marcus came from a long line of Military officers going back to the Civil War with three family members being graduates of West Point.Me, Patrick Shay O’Donnell, on the other hand, was just an incorrigible rascal that was sent to HMA for the discipline meted out there.HMA had two-person bedrooms, and Marcus and I shared one from first grade through twelfth grade. Marcus made the whole twelve years. His tongue darted out and wiped his upper lip, catching a slight hint of pussy on the tip of his tongue, but not enough to satisfy him.Sahara's hands moved to either side of his head and her pelvis began to sway towards him. He felt his head get yanked back a little and he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue up, desperately hoping to taste her, to pleasure her and to feel her writhing on him. He knew he was breathing fast, was aroused beyond belief, and he wanted this girl, even if it wasn't. The waiter attending there was of course a Jamaican dark skinned man in his thirties, with athletic body and a handsome face. He was wearing a tight T shirt; that enhanced the image of his muscles…We sat down and he approached to ask what we wanted to drink, while he was talking to us about I noticed that my sweet Ana was looking directly at his bulge…Both me and my wife we were hypnotized by the size of that cock under his trousers.He turned and moved away to bring our drinks. Then Anita asked.