‘Thank you,’ Greg replied. ‘Look, Uncle John, while you’re getting settled, I’ll go down and put something together for dinner.’ After Joh... and Gail stowed their things, they went downstairs and ate dinner. After they finished the dishes, she, John, and Greg sat around talking about old times, and about how John and Gail had become reacquainted. After a while, John yawned. ‘I don’t know about you, Gail,’ he said, but I’m pooped. I think I’m going to bed. Greg, give Abby our apologies. Explain. "Permission to come aboard, Sir!" she asked, rigid in her pressure suit."Granted. Welcome aboard, Ensign!" Thank you, Sir. I understand that you had trouble." The ensign pulled off her helmet and gauntlets to shake Tom's hand."Mother Nature, or what passes for her out here," Tom related. "Meteor strike shook up the whole place. Two casualties, and most of the base was off-line for a week or so." Well, when we're done -- which had BETTER be ninety minutes after we get done talking -- you'll be. Some of the people in the crowd were starting to count with him.A few moments later, the leather strands slammed into her back just below the previous strike. William was doing what he said a person shouldn’t do with a whip. He was striking with a regular measured pace. “Three,” called out the voice– and about half of the audience.The next strike was just a little lower on missy’s back. The one that followed was even lower. It was readily apparent that William was working his way slowly down. He was sucking dick to get an A. He needed toget intocollege. He was sucking dick for his future, and the prefuck was runningdown his throat and coating his tongue and clotting in his teeth. A man's foul prick juices were soaking his insides, filling hisbelly. A big,fucking gross, disgusting, turd of a man."Make love to my dick! Worship my dick! Pray to my dick!My dick issaving you. My dick is giving you a future. Respect and thank my dick!"Mr. Hinkle grabbed the boy's head by the ears and.