"I was thinking maybe Daytona, but Scott and Sonja had a better idea: take us to Eilat." Eilat?" Emily frowned. "I never heard of it." Israel," Sonja ...rinned. "Down on the southern end, on an arm of the Red Sea, near Akaba in Jordan. The perfect place to warm up and dry out after a Michigan winter." It was a great trip," Amber reported. "Scott and Sonja tell all these stories about what a hardcase Zivah is, but she was our guide for the whole trip and was the perfect hostess. She's warm and. Instead, I cheerfully replied, "Do I?", then took her right hand and pressed it against the front of my jeans. She gave me two or three half-hearted rubs there, looking down as if surprised to see what her hand was doing, then tried to take it away, saying, "It's getting cold," as if it were time to start home.It was starting to get a little cold, especially for her, in that dress with no sweater or jacket. But I was feeling powerful, and I placed her hand firmly back on my zipper, saying,. " You're sounding mighty glib, youngun. What happens to our old bodies? Are we going to be able to function in our new bodies? You're not really telling us anything we don't already know," I said."Some of this we just don't know, Jed. We've tried the Memory Transference Machine on animals and it has seemed to work. Once your memories are transferred, there may be a period of disorientation. You'll have to sort that out. The clones are on life support. Anything you need to know immediately will. Again I looked around but no one was paying attention to us. He wrapped his hand around both our cocks and wanked us with short strokes. The train lurched and our faces were an inch away from each others. He kissed me just a peck really but on the lips.My balls were full and I could feel my cum moving up my channel. I mouthed to him "gonna cum". He smiled and as I shot my first large spurt of hot spunk over his hand he joined me. Spurt after spurt of our hot sticky cum all over my cock which.