Blondes, brunettes, redheads (she recognized Eva in several of them, even through the cum) and everypossible variety of female form. The pictures were...just of faces, though.Each and every one was lined with thick streams of sperm, hanging fromeyebrows, lips and chins. Cheeks were covered with it. It was in their hair,in their eyes and in their mouths. One woman's face was almost completelycovered in cum, like a white wax mask. Lars noticed her looking at thepicture. "Maybe someday soon you'll. My friendship with Jenny helped in other ways, of course. Being around her so much I got quite used to the accidental flashes of her knickers and the sight of her bras and cleavage through her clothes. She taught both Keith and I how to dance, fast and slow, and there were lots of platonic hugs and kisses, which again came in handy when I started to date for myself. She was also one of the first females, not a member of my family, who I saw naked. I say one of, because there were actually two. This left a tube with ears. I turned the thimble over and squeezed the ears into a neck and soldered the top of the neck shut.At the lathe I turned a steel model and put the model on the anvil. Using the model as a dolly I hammered a hump of sheet iron filed it to fit the curve of the ramrod pipe and welded the two together. Some judicious file work and I had a Hawken style ramrod pipe.Cheating, I cut a piece from a one and a sixteenth inch hexagon steel bar and turned one end round on the. See you when you get back.”“Aye-aye, Sergeant Jack!”“That’s ‘Master Sergeant Jack’ to you, kid!”Meg stuck out a surprisingly long, pink tongue, then flounced off down the hall.The pizza arrived. I paid and tipped the kid, then got out plates and napkins and put them on the breakfast table in the kitchen.“Soup’s on, Sis!”“Coming!”Meghan came into the kitchen barefoot, and still in her swimsuit, a very skimpy bikini. The triangular top – some shiny, stretchy material – was secured around her neck.