She stood, leaning against a counter, and watched him.“What do you want?” he asked, interested in finding out what she was hungry for.“I was goi...g to fix some eggs,” she told him. “They’re starting to get old and I wanted to use them up.”“Eggs, it is!” Frank replied, thankful that she asked for something that he knew how to cook. He broke the first yoke when he cracked it too deeply. He broke the second one, too, trying to move it around in the pan so that the white on top would get done. . why?" Actually, I'm taking it to Dr. Osterreich at the Planetary Science Museum. Our people dug it up on Cth'therion VII." Isn't that a Progenitor site?"Lyza nodded, and Galina frowned. Legend had it that the Progenitors had ruled the galaxy more than 50,000 years ago, but they had left little behind except high-technology ruins. Some evidence suggested the Progenitors had captured primitive humans from Terra to use as slaves or experimental subjects, and Galina felt a creepy sense of evil. The next oldest one was a prior week.“My boss called in a crew of twenty people and it took us a 72 hour run over a weekend to recreate all the missing data. All in all, I was told two things: It cost my company in excess of $250,000 and that I could find another job.”Michelle said softly to me, “They fired you?”“Yes,” I replied.“But, it was the office manager’s fault!” she protested.Lindie understood immediately and told Michelle, “It was easier to blame Mikey. Office managers are sometimes. "Turn aroun', spread them tight little white cheeks, lemme see that pretty little pink assho'" he said, pulling his dick away from my mouth and reaching for the lube I'd brought out from my room earlier. I obeyed without question, turning around and sticking my ass far out into the air so that my already undulating asshole smiled at him."Mmmm that's a pretty little white boy ass," he said as he stroked his dick. I felt a thick finger slathered with cold lube push its way into my ass, I moaned.