“The pilot says that it’s an old rusty freighter.”“There’s a lot more of them on the ocean than you’d think.”“Why isn’t it in one of...the regular shipping lanes?”Admiral Gosse answered, “It’s not running that far off of the main shipping lane. I know the pilot you sent to give it a once over can see two other ships on the horizon. It’s highly likely that this freighter is just trying to keep from getting run over by the other ships. The commercial traffic in this part of the ocean is pretty. ”that was wonderful”,Carol said to me. “I am glad you were here with me” she said taking a deep breath”so much fun”. About ten minutes later it became obvious that Joe was ready to cum again. His strokes became faster and by the sound of Dawn's moans she was also ready. When he suddenly stopped moving it was clear that he came. I gave Carol a nudge ,”be a good girl and go clean them up”I said to where Carol quickly moved over and sucked Joe clean. She then straddled Dawn's head and went . It was a large room with a long mirrored dresser on one wall and a four poster bed on the opposite wall. The bed was rather feminine with pink satin sheets and pink netting over the bed's canopy. Crystal proceeded into the walk-in closet and put all the bags down and instructed me to put the packages beside them as well. Not wanting to 'rock the boat' at all, I did exactly as Crystal asked and followed her out of the room not knowing that this room would soon become very familiar to me. I. " It pointed at the wall machinery. "This machine reads itsthought patterns, and transfer them to you. Its thoughts become yourthoughts. Ask it questions, and it thinks of the answers. You thenlearn the answers."Armand was amazed at the audacious concept. A mind-reading machine! Hecould see now why they needed a human being, to interpret the thoughtsand concepts of the brain being "read." The Priest-Kings were greatscientists, obviously, but their understanding of human thoughts wouldnot permit.