The hand disappeared, and came back with alighted match.Gomez leaned forward, puffing the cigar as he lit itwith Thing's match. As Gomez straightened...back up,Thing pulled the lid down on the box."Where are the c***dren?" Gomez asked."They're upstairs," Morticia said. "Pugsley has ayoung friend over tonight." Is tonight that night?" Gomez smiled. "The Munsterboy, right?"Morticia nodded."Have you met him yet?" he asked."No, I expect Pugsley to bring him down soon for arendezvous.". Of course I would have to program it to recognize friend or foe before we arm it. This is a very good idea." Chenosh said."I have a good one everyone once in awhile." The President said.Chenosh grinned and said, "I suppose you do Mr. President."The new satellites were called "Titan Satellites". Equipped with a hardy collection of sensors, shields, and weapons, they could bloody the nose of even the hardiest cruiser in a pitched battle. Grouping dozens of them together the satellites could. Suddenly I thought about Jim. Would he tell anyone that he fucked my wife while I stood by and watched…and wanked no less?My thoughts were dizzying and I was nauseous as I looked toward the center of the room again. At first I could not see her but then I realized that Shelley was sandwiched between Clarence and surfer man. Clarence was lying down on the bench, Shelley was on top riding his massive black cock while the surfer ripped away at her ass! My head was screaming no, no but my boy-prick. She asked if I could come over and take a look for myself. I said fine and went to her dorm. When I was there I found out that she had a stripper pole installed, and I asked if it was just for our project. She said no,she just liked to pole dance. I was slightly weird out, but I went with it. She started to dance and she wasn't that bad, and it would work for our project. I jokingly asked how her lap dance skills were, and to my surprise she said that she would show me. She still had her.