Can you go someplace where we can talk?" she asked."Sure, let me take care of something and I'll call you back in a minute," I told her.I hung up and ...aid I was going to the study. Tamara looked at me and I mouthed the word, "Trish."She nodded and I went to the study.I got comfortable and dialed her up. "Hey, asshole!" she started."What?" You have been ignoring me and then this shit goes down this weekend. I'm worried and you're keeping me in the dark." I'm not meaning to ignore you nor am I. We may not know until we can launch a follow-up probe.”The camera returned to the reporter, who discussed how upset everyone was. It appeared that was the gist of the report. Eric still wasn’t sure how long it had been, but it was clear no one realized he was back. That changed things significantly. He couldn’t call the space agency and admit he was back without an explanation. It would take quite a bit to convince them what happened to him was real, even if he could explain it.Holding his. Just as before, it herded her out and to my cell, which opened as she was made to enter. Again I tried to speak to her, and again she didn't understand. At least, she showed no signs of comprehension. I'm not sure if there were any pheromones in the air. I had thought about it, and I suspected that Wonk was running an experiment of sorts. Anyway, I felt myself becoming aroused again as I looked at the woman. Again, she appeared to be about thirty. My penis was becoming engorged and pointing. Pre-cum was leaking out of my cock as I watched Lou stroke himself. "Join me, Luke. Nobody can see us." I wanted to do the things he did. Emulate my hero. But I was reluctant. He stopped masturbating, moved in front of me and started tugging at my shirt. "Come on. It's OK" I sat still, lifted my arms, and felt him stripping my shirt off my body and up over my head. I looked up at him and had an urge to cover my nipples like a girl. But I didn't. I sat there looking up at him as he stared at me..