That thought made her giggle. ‘Are you okay?’ he grunted. ‘Yes. Have you had your prostrate checked recently?’ ‘Yes and Doc Boswell said the...tests indicate I’m all clear. Now may we go off to work?’ Marlene was back to square one. If the condom of sperm was not for cancer testing, what was it for? Her eyes widened – perhaps her husband was acting as a donor for some poor woman whose husband was infertile? Who could this person be – one of their friends, or more likely one of their friend’s. I never felt anything like it.”“That confirms it then.”They reached the office and Mitzitrone immediately activated his GalNet terminal and keyed in a secure Link request along with a priority signal to the First Son. It didn’t take long and the First son’s projection appeared before them. He did look a lot like the Narth he too chose to obscure his face with a hood.“Brother Mitzitrone of the Perryton Temple, we received your generous donation and we are thankful for your devote service, but. I remember I was 12 (I remember because I had this stupid key chain that said happy #12 on it), and I went to a store to buy gum or something. It was a gas station, nothing special and looking back I am not sure how I got there, but I went to the candy isle and was looking around and this older guy came up to me. Im not sure how old he was, maybe 25, and the whole time he talked to me he was looking at my boobs. I remember I was wearing these green shorts and a white tank top, and even though I. She was beautiful, her ivory skin glistening and her perfect blonde hair draping over her shoulders and breasts and wrapping around the curvature of her body like a patient and caring lover in the reflection. She took another silent moment to examine her motherly hips, flared to perfection and curving into her flawless thighs, pressed against each other just enough to highlight the softness of her skin and the pristine balance of fat throughout her body. Her usually modest breasts presented a.