“Stop, give me the camera. I will take some of you.”I passed her the camera. “So how do you want me?”“Let’s start with the jeans unbuttone... and you showing your boxer shorts; put your hand on the band as if you have just undone them,” she paused for a second looking at the camera. “How do you work this thing, what button do I press?”Rolling my eyes I walked across and gave her a quick rundown on the basics of how the camera worked.“Tell you what, let’s take it off manual and put it on. She then told me to lick the eye of her penis and then close my lips over the dome and go on licking. I was still in a daze, a state of confusion. If Tanya had been a real man, with all the appearances of a male, I would definitely have refused no matter the consequences; but she was, in my eyes, a superb female with a fantastic prick and a full set of balls and a terrific pair of tits...not to mention an awesome bum. When she felt satisfied with my sucking she moved forward forcing my head. .”I paused. “Faraday cage?” I suggested as Alex wriggled off my back and stood next to me. She slid her hands into her pockets, looking faintly ashamed of the quick glomp.“Nah,” Alex said. “A Faraday Cage would have cut us off right from the get go.”“Which means...” I whispered.“Yes, Brash the Dragon,” a booming, echoing voice came from the darkness at the far end of the cargo hold. The lights suddenly burst into full life, filling the room with a light that I was pretty sure fucking. A. for a weekend. We had no money to get a room and decided to just have all the sex we could find and then head home. We ended up dropping acid and hanging out at Santa Monica beach, where we laughed our asses off and even imagined Yoko Ono rising up out of the ocean waves like the Kraken from that mythological movie. We had this Yoko Ono thing going on and used to plot to find her and hang out with her. It was so hilarious and we were so juvenile. We ended up finding a major cruising area in.