??I don?t know about that,? says Terri, the sly grin returning.?What???The stag thing. Eric and the French girl broke up.??WHEN? HOW???Gretchen did it...?Everyone looks at her.?It wasn?t on purpose!? she cries. ?It was Terri?s fault!??Okay, I?ll bite. What happened??The whole team leans in towards Terri, trying to keep the story justbetween us girls.?Okay, first off, Claudette DesCartes was NOT a team player. Iunderstand that when you?ve got a new relationship you?re all googlyeyed and can?t. But to be honest I get lost in most calculations that involve straight line acceleration. Understanding anything else may be a stretch that is too far for me.That doesn't mean that I don't want to understand, just that there's a lot of other information that plays into that (understanding I mean) that I will have to probably (No must) learn. Before I can understand hyperspace. Some of that is physics, and some of it is the way that the Confederacy races understand space and time. From what I. " I know it is, chil'," Mama said. "But you gotta do it anyhow. It ain't like you gonna be alone wit' him. I's gonna be there wit' you the whole time. An' you ain't gotta worry 'bout him doin' nothin' to you, neither. He knows you is too young fo' that. I be takin' care o' his needs, not you." What do you mean?" I asked her."You know what I mean, girl," she said. "I tol' you 'bout how a man gets an' what a woman's gotta do already. Mista Gantner's a man an' seein' a pretty girl's woman parts is. Elizabeth hid, pressing her face onto my thighs without releasing her grip on my cock. Looking down, I saw how close she had pulled it to her lips.I almost cried out.When darkness cloaked us again, Elizabeth let go. Rising, she moved away from me on the Holden’s bench, all the way to the car's door. Both of her hands reached for me, urging me to follow. Once I was close to her, she swung her leg over my thighs. Then her groin began to circle, searching for my cock. I grabbed her buttocks to.