“2nd Lieutenant Inga.” Iceman had everyone smiling again, “First Lady Tripp, please try to contact Lockheed.”“Yes Sir, Captain.” Inga push...d the mic button in, Lockheed, this is the Spaceship Patricia calling. Lockheed, this is the Spaceship Patricia calling. Please respond.” Inga kept trying for twenty minutes then heard a mic click on with music in the background.“Spaceship Patricia? This is Roscur at Lockheed. My boss has been calling in here every hour. Where are you?”John picked up his mic. You are a very special woman Rachael, and I am glad I have met you," he said."I am glad too, Thomas. It's been a very difficult time these last three months–first losing my mother and then coming to Los Angeles. I have missed home terribly and then I think, I don't even have a home to go back to and that makes it even worse! It's going to be much easier now knowing I have someone I can talk to… it won't be so lonely here," I said."Rachael, dear, anytime you get to feeling lonely and want to. Once Karen gets the glasses and a pitcher of tea, she walks back to the lounge table to pour. She bends over, and without noticing, her left tit falls out of its top. As she finishes pouring the tea, Karen stands up and walks toward the guys with the glasses and hand each one a cool glass of refreshment. The guys are speechless as they stare directly at her naked boob. After a moment, she notices what they are staring at and shyly tries to cover herself back up. She notices that the guys’ faces. She made me feel like I never did before, although it was not real sex, I did not feel her warm body, I did not smell her sweetness, I did not taste her. But it felt so much better than the best masturbation session I had ever given to myself.She wanted me to come, now, she had not much time left.I lay down, I assured that she had a good view, and started stroking, a few seconds fast, then slow and pulling my foreskin backwards, then I jerked it fast again and then slow, fast and slow.I saw.