" Kaylee settled her elbows on the table, settling her chin down on her hands and looking at him. "So what kind of fun thing are we going to do after ...his, go for a walk down a dark alley? Head out to the nearest biker bar? I know, tie me up and plop me down on the tracks to play the Pay The Rent game?" Kaylee," Gabe began, his voice low."I know, Gabe. I signed up for this, it's just a little nerve wracking knowing that he could be out there and I don't know who he is. I'll be fine." She. Using both hands on the long skinny penis.Oddly, I wasn’t bothered by the sight. Certainly not offended. My outlaw girlfriends and I had given plenty of blowjobs in front of each other. Back in the day. I’m married now of course, and ever so respectable.This was another new boy, not one of Ramone’s. Young of course. White. Eyes closed in concentration as he diligently strove to please Massa.As I calmly watched his efforts, I thought about this ... this thing, this whatever it was between Harold. Just like one of our pods. Good. The AIs had said I wouldn't have to take my glove off, but I'd been worried.Before I went any further, though, I called out "Hello the ship! Permission to come aboard?"Pretty much the same voice as all the AIs we were used to. That had been another worry. Would this ship understand English? The AIs had assured us that their translation routines had been disseminated to all Confederacy AIs that might deal with us."I am Captain Roger Edelmann." I stopped talking. As passions rose they rang in Lydia’s memory revealing and lustful : ‘What am I to do,’ She had whispered when it was done. The dizzying smell of a woman’s ascension floating in the still air between them was exacerbated by hands which had caused such shameless self-pleasure rising to take her own! Long silken fingers still damp with wetness had intertwined with Lydia’s as she spoke, ‘I cannot keep these shameless hands from my own….cunt. For my cunt, and that is what it most assuredly is…my.