Taken over with passion, she reached down and pulled her panties to the side and continued rubbing her wetness on his lap. Mark looked down at the tuf... of neatly trimmed blonde hair and the little pink clit that was now sliding up and down his hard shaft. The sight was almost too much. Just before he exploded in his pants, she pulled back leaving him without release. “Do you want my pussy?” she whispered. “God yes,” he mumbled. Stepping back, the sexy blonde moved to the couch where she lay. That was it, packing done. Time to go. Abby just ruffled my hair. I flushed and pushed her hand away playfully. Abby was a good friend, she always knew what I was worried about, and how to get my mind off it. I shoved down the cauldron of turbulent emotions in my gut and came around the car to say goodbye to the parental units. My mom hugged me tight, tears on the edges of her eyes. Dad shook my hand. I hugged him, he hugged back. ‘You’ll make us proud Jack,’ he said. ‘Maybe I’ll just work. He quickly stripped naked, his silhouette black against the dim interior light, and threw his clothes in the front seat. Shutting the driver's door and opening the rear door, he climbed into the back seat. His door still open and the dome light on, I saw him reach for something. It was a strip of cloth that he could use to blindfold himself. Then he sat back in his seat and closed the door. Once I saw he was blindfolded, I quietly approached the car and circled around it to the passenger. ”“Oh. Now, that IS a tragedy. Can the healing chamber not repair the issue?”“Apparently not. It’s a genetic problem. Several of our genes are broken.”I thought that was bullshit. Someone had the knowledge to create a bioweapon which could screw up their genes but not bad enough to kill them. If they had the technology to create those healing chambers then surely they could reverse the effects of that weapon.“Well, I think you should try it and make sure. And, if nothing else, I think we would.