Finally she turned to me. I could see in the dim light that she was smiling. "Thank you, even though it wasn't anything for you." Martha!" I hissed. "...ou don't realize..." I didn't finish but rather took hold of her hand and pressed it against my own crotch so she could feel my hardness."What's that? Oops, why am I saying that? I sound so stupid." That's what I'm feeling for you besides friendship." Her hand just sat there cupping my cock through my pants. She still looked at me, now a. I thought of Banjo. I still had his books from decades ago. There were verses of his I could recall: The daylight is dying /Away in the west, /The wild birds are flying /In silence to rest; /In leafage and frondage /Where shadows are deep, /They pass to its bondage — /The kingdom of sleep. /And watched in their sleeping /By stars in the height, /They rest in your keeping, /Oh, wonderful night.Before going out again, I changed my shirt and phoned Canberra. I got Michiko. She sounded just as she. The only thing that showed on the sheet was the dust of the disintegrated projectile. A patent attorney was contacted for getting a patent on the polymer along with its suggested use. GS + 2 yearsFrom the Journal of Dr. Arthur FieldingToday was a monumental day for Tamara. The US launched the first ship of the new design submitted by Tamara. It was the size of a medium sized motorhome and was made with a shell of the new polymer and had as its propulsion unit a new engine that was a bit larger. " Wendy pleaded as she struggled in her bonds shaking the metallic structure, then wailed pitifully while closing her eye to ease her frustration. Judy added her moaning climax over the speakers to the sounds coming from the floor in front of Wendy. Two voices resonating in orgasmic pleasure plus one in frustrated agony, all combining and then slowly abating until the room fell silent. Then darkness, as the monitor shut down and the two women left the room turning off the lights.Wendy gasped.