That they tell us is something that we can't understand. Well now that I'm slowly digging through the highest theoretical mathematics that humans had ...magined and learning where the Confederacy says we were off track, I suppose that without the knowledge base that I'm beginning to learn it might well be impossible to understand hyperspace. And without understanding hyperspace then space travel becomes nearly impossible except in generation ships.Once I saw a chart like one of the cut down. 'You may select any K-9 service, and hit pay.'I scroll through and oh my god. Someone actually sat and thought upthese scenarios?? Or even thought to whore out another human being tobe subjected to those things? I hoped that this wasn't one of the 'sickthings' Amanda said she was forced to do. I think I'd die of shame.'Select one now.'I selected the first one. It was disgusting enough, but it definitelygot worse from there.'K-9- fucked by one $300 ECT 40 min', and I hit the pay button, and. I would really give him something to dream about.I hooked the waistband of his boxers as I leaned over him. I tugged them down, exposing the hard tip of his dick. Pink and spongy, precum already bubbling out of the slit. Maybe it was a wet dream he was having. That just made me more excited.I leaned down as I exposed more and more of his cock. His shaft was long and thick. He made my pussy feel amazing when he was in me. I just bet Dad would feel as great, too. He would make my pussy cum as. " No need to die. I'll tell you a secret: even Sasha has one of those. Gotta keep busy while I'm at a business trip, right?" I guess," I said, and hid my face behind my coffee cup. "For the record, it was a gift."Strangely, this whole thing seemed to make Xander more comfortable being here. And that in turn made me even more comfortable than I already was - so comfortable in fact that I kicked up one leg and put it over the other. Now, with the way these shorts were made, and the way I had.