The volumes were relics of an era that only recently had passed into memory, an era killed by the Internet and electronic storage of information.On No...ember 15th Ruthie resumed her naked escapades in the library basement. On that night she and Mike carried their volumes to the study area and stacked them on one of the spare tables. It was only about 10:00, but no one else was in the room. He commented that the tables had cleared out a bit early. He remembered Ruthie's confession about studying. And it will go well with the mushroom risotto I saw on the daily chef’s menu.”“Exactly why he put it there sir. Would you like to taste it?”“Absolutely.” In a few moments, she brought a dash of it in two glasses. I lightly swirled the glass and tested it. “Refreshing, light. Very good. It definitely improves with air though.”She smiled. “You have a good palate. I will make sure to decant your glasses myself.”“You are very kind.”“It is my pleasure. Should I get the bottle ready?” I said yes and. I ran my hands up and down his chest then he grabbed my hands and told me to get down on my knees and suck his dick. As I got down on my knees my head was pulled into his crotch then he let go and told me to suck it and suck it good. I took out his uncut cock and it was huge at lest 9 inches!“Shit John your cock is huge I’m goin…”And before I could finish my sentence I was kicked straight in the gut so hard it knocked all the wind right out me. He put his foot on my head and pressed down. The wind blows constantly, and I'm not talking gentle breezes, but gales. There are no standing structures on the planet and a human can't walk on the surface without protection against wind blown particles. They showed a video from when the sent a special manikin out. It was covered in ballistic gel and other substances so it would have the same characteristics as human flesh. The constant wind stripped the clothing and then the flesh from the manikin in less than an hour.So the marines we.