He unbuttoned them and stood up as they fell to the floor. He did not have on any underwear and his erect 7 inch cock stood proudly. His big hand wrap...ed around the base and he began to slowly stroke it. Allie felt out of place. The only one of the three that was still clothed. She slowly stood to her feet, tossing the flip flops to the side. She unbuttoned her shorts and twisted her hips as she pushed them down her hips, and off her legs. Her fingers pull at her thong, the fabric stuck to her. I was disappointed by the sunrise; the light just got brighter and brighter, without the blast of color I was hoping for. But, where was the jungle? All I could see was an orange-shaded desert!This was ridiculous. Both my authorities on the surface of Venus failed to mention any deserts. I must be in the uninhabited part, like the Sahara Desert on earth. I just kept going, but the scenery never changed! I sped up, since it was getting close to supper time. Still no change! Finally, it started. I handed him the envelope then left.When I got home, I went to Ebay to check out hub motors for my bike. I found that the most powerful electric hub motor was a real barn burner, but I didn't want anything that powerful. That would completely defeat the purpose of the bike. The purpose was to ride it as far as my ass could reasonably stand to be in the seat. I couldn't pedal that far continuously, but I could do a combination of both.I spent several hours reading the various forums on electric. He handed me the pages which contained several more drawings of me. He said that he drawn them the night before but sadly he had to rely on his memory when he produced them. All the while we chatted he busily sketched away on his pad. It turned out his name was Carlos and he was from Brazil. He claimed he was a struggling artist. While then he admitted he wasn't really struggling that much since his wife was a high level executive with a multinational communications company. He had.