And you? You will listen. To thetruth."The truth is that we are seeking genetic perfection. A one in a fewhundred million shot. And why. Because ...e don't have much time leftfor ourselves. Our race. There are six billion people on this planet. Soon there will be 8 billion. Then 12. An exponential growth. Andit's a matter of time before resources run out - or a new strain of thecold or flu arises and a plague unlike any attunes to us."So we have funded this. Explorations. Outer world. I had found this halfway through my last hunting excursion, purely by accident, but it proved to be the thing that helped me cope.I had been tracking a small herd of deer when I got turned around, as I had been foolish enough to try to hunt at night during a new moon. I had stumbled around in the dark until I tripped and fell, landing on a tall rock of some kind. When I had placed my hands in front of me to break my fall, my left arm hit rock, my right arm kept moving until my shoulder struck. She still had to use her hands mostly while she lapped at the tip of his shaft with her tongue. If she tried to use her whole mouth, her teeth would just get in the way, and besides, it made her jaw hurt after a while.Again, his stamina almost wore Lucy out, but she was eventually rewarded. When she felt his balls start to pulsate in her hands, instead of pulling away, she sucked even harder. She felt such a thrill between her legs, knowing he was orgasming for her, that she was doing such a. I hit the cafeteria, grabbed a sandwich and a Coke, then looked for a seat."Hey, Tommy!"I looked around and saw Val motioning for me to join her. Perfect! I needed to talk to her anyway about her wedding date."Hi, Val. How are things going? Getting the jitters yet?" I kidded her when I sat down.She started chewing her lower lip. A nervous reaction that was the same as Beth's."Val, is something wrong? Something with Brad?" N-no, it's just that ... Tommy, would you be disappointed if we didn't.