" Damon said. He telekinetically worked the helm and ops stations, moving the hot ride into a better position to do its work. The Despicable homeworld...swung into the targeting reticule. Damon narrowed his eyes, but swung the doomsday-machine resolutely to another target. When the last of the planet-killers was an expanding cloud of particles, he turned the ship around and activated the jump engines.I wonder if they'll appreciate the fact that you didn't blow up their planet. Kagome thought at. I returned to my desk.At 10:00 a.m. there was to be a large staff meeting with all the branch managers and two vice-presidents in attendance. The meeting was to introduce three Japanese businessmen with whom the corporation was going to do millions of dollars of business with, and to officially announce the new trainee manager. Mr. Draken informed me I was to attend the briefing and to sit up against the far wall and take notes. The briefing room was huge with beautiful wood executive chairs. At that moment, Lynn couldn't even remember how many days they had been married, or how long they had been staying in this furnished, attic apartment while she crammed for her nursing boards, the gruelling, day-long test that would, if she passed, make her a registered nurse. Since moving in, Lynn's time had been divided between trying to review what she had studied for the last four years, visiting and being visited by friends and family and making love with her new husband. With her mind in. Would it be a daughter like Mom was having, or a son that would mean I won the bet?“Do you think you’re going to win the bet?” I asked, my hand squeezing tight about his.“Bet?” Dr. Wilson asked, glancing at us. “What’s this bet?”“It’s naughty,” my mom said.“Oh, yes,” I said. “If it’s a daughter, I have to lick her pussy and get her ready for my brother’s cock.”“Oh, wow, that’s ... naughty,” Dr. Wilson said, her cheeks going pink. Was she thinking about her son fucking her daughter? Did Dr..