I am getting too old for this shit. Thank you, Danny G.Get the bot to set a stick on a timer, drop and pop, di-di-mau. OK. That worked.Load up the BUF... and pull back. Get the bot back on board. Lock it down. Get out of the suit. Need help from Tim. Check. Jones is on the recorder. Good to go says the Brigade. Fire in the hole. Good shot.Oh, shit. That was loud. Where the fuck are the Prima Donna’s when you need them? Goddamn EOD. Too busy posing for pictures with the press. That may have been. He walked south from the Trollheim mountains, looking for signs of human habitation. He came across the occaisional logging party,but they were all stag affairs and he didn't feel the need to announce himself to their attention. After several days of walking through the woods he began to come to the first outlying farms. These too, he skirted without molestig them until he had the great good fortune to see a yound woman step out of her family house to head towards the barn, where the cows were. I tried to satisfy my urges through self pleasuring. That quickly failed and I turned to my friend Delisia. She was enthusiastic and I got pleasure with her, but her fingers and tongue were not enough to substitute for having a cock, your cock, in my body. My pussy ached so to be truly fucked.’ She paused and looked at me as though she feared telling me the rest. I assured her that it was ok to use other men to satisfy the cravings of the body. As I tried my best to assure that I would not be. At that moment she wished she didn’t have to be wearing the hideous uniform, unisex polo top that did not show her tiny waist, or large breast, and the unisex trousers that made her look twice as big as she was. The same warm, tingling feeling she felt deep down within herself begins as she pictures his face, as she relaxes more in the bath, her hand slips down her front and she circles her breast, tweaking her hard nipples, making the tingling down below increase. She imagined it was his.