"Let's get out of here," I say.Chapter 61ZAHCH'S EYES ARE FILLED WITH fear and desperation. The captain'squestion hangs in the air like a sword about ...o drop.I'm his father, and I've been given a choice. Breeder or sissy? My son,my youngest son, is about to lose his manhood and it's my fault, mystupid fault. I decided to run with these rebels. I decided to dosomething stupid like fight the government. I...holy cow...I was a bigenough idiot to sneak up on the government HQ thinking the. The screen illuminated her swollen, shaved pussy and I saw her stretched tunnel oozing white, thick cream. The message was a picture on the screen a pair of panties which I recognised as hers. She must have woken a little then then because she slurred the words “don’t stop”. I went back to work on her pussy, her hips pushing into my face, hands around my head. Her breathing intensified, gasping for air and making little wimpering, crying sounds. As she came to climax, she clamped her legs. "She gave me a slight smile before saying "Sure." Next weekend good for you?" I asked. "Yes it is," she replied. "I am off all weekend."We made arrangements that I would pick her up Friday at eight for a late dinner and went our separate ways.—-I booked a reservation at a local high-end steak house for Friday night. I dressed up nice in black slacks, a buttoned-down collared dress shirt and a sports coat. I pulled up to her place and knocked on the door. She opened it and smiled.My heart jumped. I was surprised to see bits and pieces of my musicvideo played amidst facts and information. The small video presentationtalked about some of the accomplishments that I had achieved in theshort months since Sarah had been created. It talked about the album. Ittalked about the concert tour. It displayed a picture of the plaque thathad been awarded to me when the album had gone platinum. It talked abouthow sales were starting to take off in Europe, Asia, and Australia. Iteven mentioned the fact.