I'd like to live a long life. Still, when they come for me, there's going to be trouble.I know what's going on. I've known it for years. I have some...“abnormalities,” as the psychiatrists call them Some people would use these as an excuse for bad behavior. They're weak.Not me. I'm strong. My childhood made me that way. I detest weak people. That's part of the problem. Women are supposed to be the weaker sex. Men are supposed to be the strong ones. Mom and Dad always said that. I. He started in the engine room.David mentioned the space. The engine room was huge."I always did like Rolls Royce. So we replaced the 1500 horsepower MTU diesels with twin 7,000 SHP (shaft horsepower) MT7 gas turbines." He lovingly caressed one of two titanium boxes. "The boxes are five feet long, three feet high and 30 inches wide mounted to the engine mounts. They were nearly 5000 pounds each lighter and will save 25% in fuel. The modular package is self contained and easily replaced at any. Sawyer said as she stared at the body of the sixteen year old girl. "You got hit by the new Flux too?" "This is one experience I could do without." Jeff said in an annoyed tone. "This bra is killing me and Jane claims that she was affected by the flux. She left with her mother after grounding me. I'm just glad she just finished having her period so I have a month to talk her into revealing the truth to dad." "Sounds like she's as stubborn as Ben." Mrs. Sawyer sighed as she realized she was beat. I started to reach down for his cock when the phone rang. “Shit!” he yelled. “I gotta get the phone,” I said between kisses. “Fuck that- let it ring!” I broke away from dad and went into the bedroom to see who was calling as he followed me in. Mom’s name and number were on the caller ID. “It’s mom!” I told him. “Go ahead, pick it up!” he said in an annoyed tone. I picked up the phone and mom spoke in her usual cheerful voice. If she knew what was going on here, she would not be happy at all. As.