.. and I wouldn’t have known that if they hadn’t made me help.Help! Help! I don’t want to be responsible.Growing old is a given ... growing up i... optional. I’ll be dead when I grow up. I play games ... online ... in paintball action ... off the beach ... with the Society ... I play games. I played games as a kid, as a teen, as a young adult ... as an old man ... I play games.The factory ... Angel ... had a finished wing from a failed credit order and they were positively ecstatic when we. " What?" Brian sounded like he didn't believe me. "Why?" I'll talk to you later, okay?" I wasn't feeling like dealing with Brian right then, but it didn't seem like he was gonna just drop it either. That was another thing I didn't like about him all that much ... He just didn't know when to shut-up."What's wrong with right now?" Brian was still trying to slow me down, tugging at my jersey."Leave her alone, dude," Lance bumped his way between us, kinda shoving Brian out of the way. "You okay?". We got several small groups of volunteers from various sources. All of the recent pickups that we got had either volunteered for Navy service, or had expressed apathy over his or her service. Fine, they are all going to be Navy and we are going to build as many ships as we could find crews for. As long as we were left alone, my "master plan" was to successively build larger and larger ships that needed fewer and fewer crew until we ran out of materials for ships or people to man them.However,. He goes on the side of his tool shed and says he's gotta piss. Oh good!! I had to piss like a race horse, plus I could get a look at his cock and maybe get something to happen. He pulls his cock out and starts to piss and I do the same. I'm standing slightly in front of him so I'm just looking over at his cock the whole time. He finishes, shakes it and puts it away...nothing yet. There's a small guest house next to the tool shed and he walks over to it and suggest I go inside since it's still.