Not a bad body for a thirty year old, not bad at all, she thought, then dismissed the thought quickly. With a sigh, she closed the towel and shook her...wet hair back. She dressed in white cotton panties, khaki shorts for a warm day, thick sports bra to keep her breasts under wraps and a thin white cotton tee shirt to keep cool in the mid-day drive. She brushed her hair, her teeth, anointed with lotions, and made a simple application of make up. There, good enough for a stranger who just wants. “How can a tenth of a degree matter?”“AI what was the range of the second shot?” I asked.“Just under five hundred thousand kilometers,” the AI said.“Why ask that?” Raccoon asked.I looked at the chamber we were in. “AI? How long is the viewscreen setup?”“The viewscreens show a twenty meter segment of the rail gun track. This is identical to the setup in an actual rail gun control room,” The AI said.“Can you clear the screen to just show a white field and then show a straight line with distance. No need for the quotes at this point. It really is her cock, she owns that cock now. Her loving hand motions worked their familiar magic on my penis and quickly made me hard. With her right hand she pushed up my left leg towards my chest.“Hold up your leg,” she commands.I do as I am told. “Pull both legs up to your chest, I need you wide open for me.”I am now at her command. In for a penny in for a pound. My cock stiffened as she quickened her hand strokes.With her well lubed fingers she rubbed. Freeing his fingers from her hair he caressed her cheek, and she closed her eyes to savour the sensations. Holding him close, Rachel rested her head on his chest to listen to the steady thumping of his heart. She took his hand, her voice and eyes full of desire and whispered ‘Come on, lets go back, I need warming up.’ Her voice was shaking slightly. Holding each other close they walked steadily away from the little fountain. After the short walk back, filled with many kisses and longing looks,.