Condition grounded, but determined to try.Can’t keep my eyes from the circling skies.Tongue-tied and twisted, just an earthbound misfit, I.”-Pink ...loyd, “Learning to Fly“Susan’s Log: Stardate ... eh, fuck it. They just made them up on the show, anyway.I’ve been traveling through the Nebula of my Subconscious, viewing memories of my early interactions with Helen.On the main screen of the bridge of the original Enterprise in my head, the image changed again from the pinkness and lightning of the. Astrid and i parted ways and as she drove off, i shook my head in disbelief as to how my day had ended up this way.I walked back into the house and made a bee line for my wife. Hoping that she would still be able to taste Astrid on my lips. That plan was a little harder in practice as she tried to take in my dishelved appearance. My shirt unbuttoned to Miami Vice levels and my cock peeking out. She was momentarily speechless trying to process it all. A few quick kisses and off i went to. He’d thought it over, and wondered: why would Hannah come back to this area, if it weren’t to be close to him? What other reason could there be? Well, there was only one way to find out. He’d have to spy on her. By the time he got to ‘Bouncing Betty’s’ the place was already hopping. The only parking he could find was on the street, a block away. Inside the club, smoke hung like a cloud over a sea of ball caps and cowboy hats. The bump and grind music shook the floor, and the idea of Hannah. It was easily eight inches long and so thick his hand almost didn’t reach around it.I turned back toward Betty, and she had laid down on the couch with one foot on the floor and one leg bent on the cushion. It was the first time I had ever seen a woman’s most private parts. Her hair was trimmed and neat, surrounding soft pink folds of skin that were glistening with her female juices. I crossed to the couch and knelt down beside her. I once again reached hot and took her breasts in my hand. I.