The Intergalactic Transports never showed up on the statusboards until they were through the Portal. We'd been notified when theywere an hour out from...the Delphi/Lyconia Portal, and now stood waiting,wondering about the truck sitting at the Wyoming/Ute IGT Terminal undera full tarp. Erika had told us that it had been delivered two days agoby Night Flyer on a flatbed trailer.But it had been covered then as well, and she hadn't seen it. We didknow that it had arrived by way of the big Phase. "Whoa, Mark, that's one fine whore!" one guy exclaimed, before I could even see who."Fuck, Mark, you were right she's a dirty little anal slut", another one added."Fuuuck, I'm going to fuck this whore's fucking brains out!", a third one said. Hearing all of this was making me more and more relaxed. Yes! The first test was passed and the men approved me! I guess I really am a slut and I have that vibe..."I told you, guys. She's a real treasure. I knew it from the first moment I saw her sweet ass. ’ She purred and rested her head against my chest. ‘I can hear your heart beating.’ ‘It beats for you, my love.’ I lifted her chin and kissed her. I could taste the cigarette she had just finished mixed with the slight mint of toothpaste. I miss that taste. The slight smell of her perfume mingled with sleep melded with the earthy smells of newly tilled soil carried on the gentle breeze. I miss that smell. I closed my eyes and let the tears fall landing in a soft thud on the glass of the frame.. Watching and feeling it is better. The personal voyeur again. My cock jerks once more.And another emission and another; no power just warm, viscous, white lava cream flowing down my shaft over my thumb or dropping off my cock head, depending on the slant I’m holding my shaft at, forming an increasing pool of creamy seed cream. And the secretions eventually reduce and then cease; leaving just a string of cum from my cock slit over my thumb to the pool. Thirty seconds gone.No spunk any more, just.