We carry Terran cattle the New Amazonan government. We have license to conduct trade on New Amazona."The captain transmitted the message as well as an...attachment with the trade licence. NASS' answer came just a few seconds later."Confirmed. You are clear for landing on New Amazona Spaceport South. Be aware that warheads are still locked on you. It is very important that you do not stray from your course."The captain sat back in his chair with a big grin at his helmsman. Myron let out a sigh of. Supposedly a quantum machine exists in all possible universes. Yet even the AI's that we're borrowing from the Confederacy aren't willing to admit more than hyperspace. That they tell us is something that we can't understand. Well now that I'm slowly digging through the highest theoretical mathematics that humans had imagined and learning where the Confederacy says we were off track, I suppose that without the knowledge base that I'm beginning to learn it might well be impossible to understand. The assumption that he must want something irked Justin. But, he did want something. So, he couldn't really complain."I've got a question about your old school." Saint George's? What of it?"Justin took a deep breath, "Did they teach falconry there?" Damn straight they did," said Colin. "And Miss Paperbrock was a hell of a better handler than Miss Grey." Right," said Justin, not wanting to argue the point. "Where is Saint George's again?" In Utah."Justin nodded, "Near where?" Near fuck-all,". Press one , suck one one, did that for a long time. Didn’t know that time. By then i was on top of her. Mine was rock hard 6.5inches poking her groin. between her legs she wrapped her legs on my back and she slowly slid her hand to the bottom and i was thinking she’l touch mine but to my surprise she removed the knot of her pant. And i got the signal. She was really moaning . I was so encouraged. Her moans, her gasps were so horny. I now came down licking her inch by inch and down to naval, now.