"But Don," she said, "we haven't made love in weeks. I'm horny, baby, I'm so horny I could scream!" Okay, we'll do it on Saturday night," he said."No,...Don," Vicky said firmly, "I want it now!"She slid down beside his cock, stuck out her tongue, and started lashing it all over his prick. Now she was finally getting his attention. He gave a little snort of surprise, then shivered. Maybe he was responding at last.Vicky took her time, whipping her hot juicy tongue all over his big blue-veined cock.. As much as Cindy admired the work the Sisters were doing, the idea of never loving a man just seemed so desolate an existence… Standing by the kitchen door were two more stern Italian nuns, surrounded by five or six children vying for their attention like small puppies jumping for a treat. Cindy couldn’t really tell, they never stood still long enough to make sure. One of the nuns bent down and swooping up a small girl kissed her on the cheek and gave her a wide, honest smile. Cindy wondered if. The processors just beyond the dome refined the raw ores and collected the resulting minerals for transport to the mining station. There, the minerals were further processed into raw materials for the manufacturing facilities, or stored for transport to the Wells.Keith had brought a small manufacturing unit on the initial flight to the belt, and it had spent most of its capacity on the construction of the mining station and the expansion of its own facilities. The remaining capacity had been. His name was Dan. He was in four out of my seven classes senior year. This, along with a mutual obsession with anime, was all we had in common. He was on varsity soccer with his twin brother Mike (they did everything, with the exception of me, together). I was on scholastic bowl. He was on the swim team. I wrote for the newspaper and was appointed as co-editor with my friend Liz that year. He played tennis. I played oboe (and French horn my sophomore year) in concert band along with flute and.