”“Well,” Jacob replied, sounding almost as weary as Talina looked, “that’s the best we can do with the technology we have available. The Pra...tor is doing its best to decipher the circuits and code. The whole thing is hard-wired – circuits with a singular purpose grown together in this nearly-impossible morass of...”“Molasses,” Talina grinned wearily. “A morass of molasses. On undercooked pancakes.” She grinned, then added, “And smooshed down and smeared with a fork.”‘Your visual image regarding. I didn't mention that I paid for her Europe trip however I was sure she was only saying that to point out she had a good time in Vegas. I took her claim checks and went to the carousel.I noticed my mother had started up a conversation with Tamara. Audrey was hot on my heels to help with the baggage. Mom had packed light and only had two suitcases.Mom sat up front with me and we talked about the kids and her trips. I kept glancing in the rearview mirror at Tamara. She would make faces at me and. One was a black brief with some transparent lining, and the other was a blue bikini.His hands automatically took them to his nose, and he sniffed on his Mom’s aroma after a long time. The panties had a stronger smell to them than he used to remember. His cock was rock hard like never before, and he struggled to breathe inside his tight pants.He undid his pants and covered his cock with the black briefs as he slowly stroked his cock. He inhaled the smell of his mother’s love juice from the blue. And CDs. What would I do with all that? You don’t have room for me here full-time.”“Maybe you’re right. Still, it’s something to think about,” Blaise admitted. “Something else I’ve been thinking about is how much fun it is when we make out in the truck at lunch.”“What’s so different about it? Besides the lack of space and air-conditioning?”“I don’t know. It seems like it’s naughty. Like we’re teenagers sneaking off.”“Like you and Alan in the woods.”“Exactly! That’s it. We should find a secluded.