She waswalking through a house, it took her a moment to recognize that it washer old house. Not even realizing it was a dream she ran through theroom..., finding each one to be empty. The lights were on, variousappliances were running, it was like someone had only left the room fora moment. She heard a voice and followed it, it sounded vaguelyfamiliar. Reaching the living room, she saw a lone figure standing. Heturned around to face her, it was Jordan. The person she used to be.Before she. I'm not the same, and I can't ever be. We can't keep trying to force something that doesn't fit anymore. I don't fit the role I used to fill with all of you. I wish I did, but I know I don't. Even when I try to be that Kenny for people, it isn't working. I can't see things the same way as I did before. I don't like the same things I used to like." We all can see that, Kenny. You don't have to tell us that. Things always have to be your way now. None of us can adjust to that much of a difference. MMM “yea you always wanted to do that right slut” I said. Steve giggling as he sat on the bed. Reaching back and taking his hard cock in my hand. As I sat Steve pushed my hand away and took hold of Phil’s cock he rubbing the head to my cum dripping hole guiding it in as I slowly very slowly pushed down on it feeling it push out Steve’s cum. I grinded my ass as I started humping it. Phil started to pant hold my hips and for the first time speaking. “You are amazing what a slut OMG fuck me” he. . and even better to come in here afterward for warm drinks.”“Oh, an Irish Coffee, please,” Abby said. “Yeah, nature is sometimes inconvenient...”“Just wait, Milady. Once we get further south ... relaxing naked on the upper deck, bar open under the stars, just the navigation lights? It’s like flying through space ... but with liquor, drugs, and sex.”“That does raise the question, Shelley,” Abby replied, eyeing the bartender’s curves, “what are the regulations about crew and passengers.