You name the place where you want to be dropped off, and I’ll have the ship change course and drop you all off.”Martha didn’t like what she hear..., mostly because the woman across her spoke true. She also realized that she had no idea where she would go. Still, she did not want to admit that, mostly to herself. “But why did you mess with my GalNet?”“I did not, Martha. You claim to be a scientist. Let me ask you, what is GalNet?”“Instantaneous communication, entertainment, and information. “I’m now forty.”“You’re forty? You could easily pass for thirty, couldn’t she boys?” and the applause agreed. “Does turning forty now mean you’re old enough to be considered a MILF? Because I know I definitely would love to fuck you!” he joked.“I’m sure that can be arranged tonight. You could be a nice birthday present for me,” she smiled to the loud cheers of the crowd.“By looking at your stomach it appears someone has already fucked you.”“Yes he has, I’m pregnant with twins,” she proudly. I know you can't be fucking asking it seriously. Fucking Jim knows more about this shit than fucking anyone. Except for me, of course. If he stays off the fucking sauce, he'll be all right. If he doesn't, then fuck him. He got his chance, and that's all I fucking promised him." I'm going to be needing someone really good at our Consolidated plant back in Texas. We're going to be putting in all new equipment, most of it highly automated. The equipment factory's will help us train the maintenance. " That's okay, I'm just not used to having another person around. The bathroom's right around the corner. The bigger one's upstairs but it's too chilly up there." Thanks," she said, knowing she was a physical wreck. After eating, she planned to ask him if she could call her parents to come and get her. The lock had a hook and an eye. She noticed that the door didn't completely close. She sat her bare butt on the cold seat and relieved herself. Wiping her pussy, Cynthia washed her hands in.