Two horny sailors on either side of me. Other than them the club thathad been packed with hundreds of people and blaring music was a hugequiet room th...t looked like it had survived a tornado. Tables had beerbottles and just finished pitchers atop them. Chairs were cast asidewith no order or neatness. I would hate to be the person who had toclean up this crap everyday, I thought.An old grizzled Japanese man who did not resemble a girl at all took abeer from the cooler and put it in front of. Instead of hollowing out the entire core of a moonlet and building an engineered framework within, the wheel came back around and we built like our more primitive ancestors that dug their homes out of mountains with picks, hammers and chisels.The tractor beam changed the way great ships were financed and constructed. Instead of having to lay thousands of kilometers of cable and all the field generators to move a planetismal, three to twelve powerful 'tugs' flew near the object that they wanted. DanyAnne, for her part, simply rolled her eyes. Duh, like she didn't have a thousand things that she kept from the both of them. I realized, the cheap vodka was my first clue but it added up after the bong hit, that she was probably going to be hard to drink under the bus.Shelley's hit, like Shelley, was loud and obnoxious, drew all of the attention in the room, and generally annoyed me. She went into another bout of hacking and wasted a whole lot of bong hit at the same time. I grabbed the. I've never been propositioned like this and couldn't muster up a single coherent thought. "I'm going to order us one more drink and then we'll head back to my place." He stated confidently. I stood up and made my way to the bathroom without saying a word. When I returned to our table, my drink was waiting for me. I slugged it down and began packing up my stuff. Before I knew it we were at his house. I'd never been naked in front of a guy before let alone jerked off. The fantasy of masturbating.