Fully expecting either the door to open or a response to appear on his holo, Carl was focused on his wrist as he stepped toward the door to give more ...oom to a Sycurian navigating the corridor with a huge metallic, hovering device obediently trailing behind it like a puppy on an invisible leash.Glancing after the load, Carl raised his arm and looked at it through the holographic interface which appeared above the device on his wrist and was promptly informed that it was a DAT-2, a class two. It's not difficult. After a few days, it'll come natural to you."You'd be mostly just the bridge between them talk shows we run all the time. Later on, maybe you can do a couple' public service shows, half-hour on Friday evening, when nobody's listenin'. You go down there, you work a couple' weeks, and then my station manager is departin' forever, and when he does, why, you're the new station manager, just like that!" Well, Mr. Jemison, I don't know. It doesn't sound like the kind of practical. ----So back to the present. Last night, I had a meeting and got in kinda late. Larry was already in bed and I had to get some shuteye too. This morning, I got up with the alarm, showered and shaved, and got dressed for work. But Larry had other ideas.“I missed my serving of cream last night, how about a quick blowjob?” I thought for a second, figured I could get my coffee at work instead of stopping on the way and replied, “I can’t argue with that.” I He sat up on the edge of the bed; I. "Do you mind?" I asked and Zoe looked apologetically at me. "It is private."Mum looked at what I had in my hand and tutted. "Half a cucumber, not a whole one," she grumbled and I was dispatched to the other end of the store alone to replace it, giving Mum and Zoe ample opportunity to complete their conversation; I walked slowly, just enough to hear the first sentence from my friend. "They just need to talk 'cause if they were both honest with each other they'd be..."Why did Zoe think she needed.