You’ve moved through the PRIME conversions pretty quickly, and Charlie and Debbie are handling bug fixes and changes. Tim has come up to speed prett... quickly. The big concern is that the logistics software is languishing, but we’ve never really been able to dedicate time and resources to it. I talked to Julia about basically putting it into pure maintenance mode when Terry finishes the next point release. We’re going to lose Purina, and if you think about it, they were basically funding that. His throat constricted, he raised one warty green hand up to his neck. It wasn't an arrow, it was a noose. The rope tightened and the old warrior was lifted to his toes, gasping for breath that eluded him. A tall, lean figure slid down the other end of the rope and the noose tightened even more. "It can't be... you extinct," Gorsh gasped."No, there's one left," said Hawksil through gritted teeth as he pulled the noose tighter."Not... lik... this." Gorsh's vision was fading, things were going. I didn't know. I thought it was normal. She wanted to know, so she retrieved a tape measure from her stitchery bag and measured. "Five inches, umm five and a half."Not much more was said until the next night. About eleven o'clock Claire said, "Rodney, let's go buy one of those rubber things." You want to? You really mean it?" Yes." OK, let's go." I replied."OK, let me comb my hair first." And Claire disappeared into the bathroom. When she came out I did a double take. She had taken down her. To my surprise I began to get turned on and even more to my surprise I was comfortable with it. Carl was obviously comfortable with it as he was also getting turned on. After a while Carl stopped kissing me and with a little laugh asked me if I had ever touched a black man's cock. I shook my head no and started kissing him again. Carl pulled away and reaching down he unhooked and unzipped his pants. With some trouble he proceeded to pull a huge, thick, cut cock out of his pants. It was a solid.