She could see the precum oozing from the tip, trickling down his shaft and over his hand. ‘What makes you think you can watch?’ he teased back, m...ving his hips a bit as his eyes closed, stroking slowly with a firm grip. Brandy laughed softly as she rolled off the bed to stand. ‘What makes you think I want to watch?’ she teased, glancing to him jerking himself off as she slowly began to peek off her wrap-around top. ‘Well,’ he said, licking his lips as he watched her take off her top to reveal. “I don’t know what to do. I have received orders that they will take men and Minerva off the ship in the next three hours. They plan on dismantling her or deleting her. The baby will be aborted.”“That is horrible!” she exclaimed. “All this because she is not human?”“Yeah ... they don’t care. The public is nervous about the whole alien invasion shit. Everyone just saw the Cipra colony get pounded to dust on live television. They want blood, and they want anything that represents a threat to be. " How about the rest of me? Do I really look like her?"Bill grinned while he ran a hand over the swell of one hip and squeezed one tit, making the nipple ache and turn hard in his hand. He shook his head."No, she isn't developed like you, Rita." He put his hands over both tits and squeezed them. "You have the nicest tits, better than any of the girls I've ever seen." They're too little." They are not! They stick straight out."Rita had to laugh. "That's because you keep squeezing them. I like. ”“She’s partially responsible for Cindy being what Cindy is...”“Shoot ‘em down before they cross the fence,” I laughed. “Extra ... rings a bell.”“Two seats. Theirs is a 300, so two hundred horsepower. Fully, god-awfully aerobatic. You’ll see.”“Lemme go send Haley and Deena on an errand...”“Bud,” I laughed. “You’re too late. They got it bad enough with that little red and white 152 over there. That thing...” he pointed to the plane getting closer, “is the aviation version of meth.”Okay. MY.