"Just like that, you son of a bitch," I moaned, looking back at him. "You have the touch, but you just needed me to yank it out of you. That's nothing...to be ashamed of, but you better bring your 'A' game and fuck your as hard as you can. I'm not about to stand for any half-ass bullshit, do you understand?"He nodded again and stuck his tongue in deeper. By then, I rose to him and played with my tits. I gave him quite the show, and surely enough, I had him moaning a bit. Even though he was the. I told the group of them to stop pressuring me. I’d specifically told Grant to pressure the kid not me. I’d always been open to anything, but begging was not part of my mind set. If she wanted me around; I’d be there for her, if not then not. Her mom had dumped me, maybe it was her turn to do the same. And yes, okay, I was bitter.Actually, though I had no actual evidence to back up my thinking, I figured that part of the problem was Penelope’s lack of enthusiasm per my daddyhood. I knew she’d. He'd seen the Commander like this before, what usually followed was a brilliant idea.A few minutes later snapped his fingers a new thought cane to him. "You have something sir?" Hartwell asked hopeful to which Derrick nodded."This race is called the Tendrax, they are technological hoarders. From all I've read of them they depend more on their tech then much of anything else. The last time they were seen their tech was nothing compared to what they have now. It is obvious that some survived,. He came back with another beer from the fridge, except this time, he sat down right next to me. My heart skipped a beat as he placed his arm around my shoulders, and pulled me in a bit closer. "I seen you giving me the once over, Aaron," he said, "and I don't care if you want to check me out occasionally." I put my hand on his thigh and looked at his face. He didn't say a word, but just kept sipping his beer and watching T.V. I moved my hand up closer to his groin -- nothing. I finally rested.