I grew up in five foster homes, graduated from Costa Mesa High School, and got a scholarship to go to Orange County Community College. I studied c***d...psychology. Like Taylor, I love c***dren. They're safe. I don't trust most adults. They're often after me for something."Dave lightly touched the young girl's shoulder. "Athena, you are a beautiful young woman. You can trust the people here to not take advantage of you. We pride ourselves on being caring and compassionate. Somehow you must have. I went for it. I placed my hand on the back of his neck,... and I kissed him,... open mouth.His sigh emptied into my cavity as he opened his jaw,... allowing me to get a good grip on his lips with my own.My hands grasping the back of his neck was driving him insane with lust,.... concern,... but more importantly,... desire. His fresh mouth was very inviting as I continued to open mouth,... kiss my son Michael. Our breathing was equally increasing in repetition. I waited till we broke for. I also went over and over the chip, trying to wring out any further information I could get. I called up all the news reports that my ship had copied, at my last port.I made a copy of the chip. I had decided I would keep the original one, but I would keep it off-ship. While I still had faith in my government, I was also privy to some of the past special ops that they had ordered; having, myself, been involved in several covert operations when I was in the Marines.I was going to give the copy to. "Please," moaned the teenager."If you tell, he'll get in all kinds of trouble," explained the Amazon."I know," said the girl.I removed my jacket and rolled up my sleeve. "Goody," said the kid. As soon as my washcloth made contact with the water, she guided it to where she wanted to be clean, between her slender thighs and held me there. "I dreamed about you the first time," she explained."When was that?" I said."The night we met," she said, moving her hips and reddening."You never touched.