I got bizarre ideas from every quarter. Sure, cows drink a lot. We could drop a bunch of thirsty cattle in there and let them drink all they wanted, b...t what then? The water didn’t just go away. The cows would just piss in the cofferdam and then be thirsty again. The only difference would be that now we were working in cow-piss instead of river water. No.I shanghaied Millie, Jim, and Gina and built a couple of models while Henry supervised. The bucket-chain pump model was easy to build, just. Years of secret desire warred against my better nature, and my morals though fighting diligently were in a losing battle."My boyfriend broke up with me, and he thought it would be funny to leave me like this for my son to find me, thank god you came here first!" she cried"That sick bastard!" I said. She struggled as I stood there watching, valiantly to free herself but it was abundantly clear that she had been trying for awhile and no amount of struggling was going to free her from her present. I had to put my feet on the ledges and I had to pull myself up, but because I was a strong fit boy, it was easy. (For fat people, this is why you should lose fat and stay strong.)I managed to climb on the ledge outside Emily's window. I took a deep breath and peeked in. It was dark but because of my night vision goggles, I could see Emily fast asleep with her big blanket covering her whole body except for her face. I quietly entered her bedroom window from the outside ledge. I didn't make a. Her voice was husky and drowsy, still half-asleep, but containing the beginnings of lust."Perhaps later," he said. "Right now, this will do just fine."He kissed, tenderness growing to passion as he drilled his tongue deeply, striving for her throat. She wiggled and squirmed beneath him, working a hand between his legs. Her fingers found the hose-like length of his penis. He throbbed and grew under the intimate fondling of her cool fingertips."I love to feel you get hard while I hold you." Her.