The off-cuts from their efforts were added to the raw materials for the replicator and that in turn allowed them to produce some warm boots for each o... them. The girls had tried to make footwear themselves, but found it too difficult.The axe had been used to hollow out a log that they had found to make a basic boat and the girls had also made really good progress in making braids from the dried bast fibres from the hemp. That had allowed them to make a rudimentary net. The boat and the net. I made sure to touch his hand when I took it, the contact like a cattle prod, electricity up my skeleton. I looked into his soft toffee eyes and wished I could take the chance to close the distance between us.Those two short kisses seemed so close, yet so long ago, like the past viewed through a microscope. I wanted desperately to touch him again, scared of him, scared of myself. Why was it so easy to give in with Maxie when I had fought these feeling so many times before? The oxygen between us. I sat down on the edge of the sofa, my dick pointing out over the rug. I had purposely forgot to bring tissues to force mom to swallow my load, lest it spill out over the brand new rug and surely ruin it. With the usual ritual, Mom tied her hair back and got to work on my cock which sprang to attention as usual with one lick from moms wet tongue and soft moans. I couldn't tell if mom really wanted to show her thanks or was just becoming comfortable with my dick in her mouth but she gave me the. " Zoey the dancer can teach me some new moves." You had pretty good moves the other night." I learned it all by watching TV."They both giggled."So, did you accept my apology?" Zoey asked."I guess so," Lance teased. "Despite what happened over the weekend I hada pretty good day at school. Oh - I was curious. So, who did you get toclean the kitchen? Dad complimented me several times on how clean itlooked. The JV Soccer team?" Who did I get?" Zoey laughed. "I did it all by myself. On my hands.