Slowly, Mom’s face turned up toward me but stopped when she was looking directly ahead, at my pajama pyramid. Why hadn’t I worn my jockey shorts? ...f I had, I would surely now be poking outside my pajamas, ready to feel her hot breath, and maybe even her wet tongue. But I was stuck inside, making this ridiculous tent.Mom’s head moved forward and I gathered her hair in my hands, holding it up behind her head as she leaned in. I wanted to pull my pajamas down but was afraid to take the initiative.. " I think the Lieutenant and I should begin our investigation immediately," Jared said."Agreed, we're getting nothing accomplished sitting here. Good luck." Marines' make their own luck, sir," Freya said with a smile.Jared and Freya's first stop was an R&D lab in Curie City, one of five cities hovering over the scientific continent. The planets' surface was only used for testing and experimentation due to periodic planet quakes.They had no luck there, or on Faraday or Gauss, finally on Pascal. He rushed in to mop quickly and head for home. He hated walking through thick fog and he had a feeling this was going to be heavy.He ran up the stairs to the booth and gathered up his books, placing them quickly in the leather satchel. It was called a soft briefcase, but he thought it looked like a purse – he hated it but being a gift from his mother he always carried it. Moving from the booth he caught his reflection in the office doors glass windows. Shit – I look like some fag carrying a. He was in the second back row, beside the galleys, and only a girl was on the same row but across the isle, streched out and sleeping.I switched off the gally lighting to low and stood back and watched this k** masturbate.Being alone at the back aforded me the time to relax and observe, and as he whacked away, his penis would come into view as the blanket slipped with his energenic pumping.Being the girl I am I decided to help the boy along, parially through impatience and being bored, but an.