The girls were discussing the fact that one hundred percent of the graduates from GM Advanced are immediately hired by GM to be fast tracked in the ma...agement program. It was mentioned that the starting salary was thirty-three thousand. They went on to say that with the job market as it is now; there were few jobs for girls from Kettering Junior College. The only way to be sure of being independent from their parents was to marry a GM boy, or at least have one get you pregnant, so that he has. When Shirley lifted her head from my lap, I had a better view of the semen trail I left on her face. It had just missed her eye, and I suddenly thought of that funny Christmas movie where everybody is telling a kid who wants a B.B. gun that "you'll shoot your eye out!"I smiled at my mental image, and Shirley smiled back at me. Instead of kissing me, however, she moved over to where Wendy was kneeling, watching the two of us with her fingers in her snatch. As Shirley approached her, she offered. ” Before I could react, she reached back and laid a hand on my cock. Her eyes widened and she gasped. I couldn’t stop the groan that escaped me. “It’s so hard,” she whispered, wrapping her fingers around me. “Holly… Oh god.” “Does that feel good?” I can’t even begin to describe how difficult it was to grab her wrist. Difficult enough that I didn’t tug very hard in trying to encourage her to let go. “Am I doing it wrong?” “No, you’re not doing it wrong, but we shouldn’t do this.” “You’re hard.. What the alien force has taken from us, We shall retrieve with a sabre. Look at what happened to us humans over the last thousand years. A lot can happen in a thousand years. The wise old man can die. The horse could die. The king might die. The horse might even learn to sing." What?" Sorry, Mary, bad analogy," I apologized. "If you don't know the story, I just wasted your time. We are constantly monitored by the AI. Ask yourself why you haven't heard a peep about my subversive mutterings. I.