"I'd like to take it, then," I said."Excellent," she said, as we moved to the door of the duplex. "You will have to fill out a rental application firs..., though."Back in her unit, she handed me the form. "You can take it with you and either return it to me when you've completed it, or fax me a copy. Or you can fill it out here, if you wish, and I can start processing it immediately." I'll fill it out here, if you don't mind," I said. "I'll feel a lot better when I know where I'm going to be. The bare feet did not help. He did the only thing he could do: Move away from the door, and take a seat in the waiting area. As soon as he sat down, he felt how utterly different girls were, down there. Up until then, most of his attention had been focused on those damned annoying breasts(!). But it was below the waist that was really, and truly non-male: Alien! (In his case, literally). Starting with that wide, bowl shaped pelvis, and, of course, those jutting hips that made the legs go--. The where, the direction already headed when they discovered the MQ seemed good to everyone, and they decided to continue in that direction.Contacting MQ1 to advise them of the Crew's decision, they broke orbit. Once underway, standing watch, handled by Toto the vessel's AI, and a single assigned crewmember became the routine. This duty might sound onerous, but with the number of crew onboard lacking the need to sleep, it was just spending time while doing something different while in a. As Tommy said, suddenly Stan's eyes blazed. He grabbed me and told me his idea. That, instead of my being his little Genie in the bottle, that the little bottle should be in the Genie. That I should just relax and gradually take the bottle into my body, into my pussy, into my cunt, and fuck myself with it while it collects his semen. God, what an idea! My cunt flamed with the idea. So I looked at him, and I looked at Tommy, and I started to wiggle a little dance with the bottle. My hard, little.