He was really nice and her mom laughed more with him in her life.Mrs. Carlson – no, she had to refer her as Tiffany -- Tiffany never said, "I'll be ...our mom." The actions and comfort given by Tiffany helped. Maggie would always miss her mom.Maggie sent videos back to Earth. The first reply came a few days after being on the ship. She sent back four more before they went into hyperspace. On the last one, she asked Robert to watch over her mom. Thereafter, she made one every few days, to be sent. I started to roll to my right and remembered the face dildo. I grabbed it, inserted the rubber ball on the short end into my mouth instantly remembering how the ball gag was a bit too big to be truly comfortable but also immediately conjuring up memories of the times we’ve used this toy in the past and the delight of watching my wife’s wet sex slide down the length of it towards my waiting lips and nostrils. My mind instantly went almost white with lust as I thought back to the lovely image. He slightly knew the mayor over there to our west and if possible, I wanted to cherry pick a few of them that had skills that we would be needing in the years to come. A doctor for certain, hopefully two. Plus a few RN's and even a couple of extra LVN's as well, not to mention anyone who'd worked in trauma or an emergency room before. Ideally, I also wanted someone with the old time skill of how to rewire an electric motor (or build them from scratch), and even a hardcore electrician or two. Cows standing in the sun.Cows standing at split rail fences, or kneeling in the grass, cows facinginto the wind or away from it. Cows standing in front of billboardsfeaturing cows standing in fields. Cows thoughtfully chewing cud withouta thought in their heavy, curly boot-shaped heads.Of course, all those hamburgers and cartons of milk in the grocery storehad to come from somewhere. She had just never thought of where exactly.She never pictured the place where all the cows that provided.