6/2/04" it said with its bright green digital display. Neil scratched his head with a pencil and got back to work. He was putting the finishing touche... on a new schematic of his LMM. A much-improved version; that would be half the size, due to the efforts of one of his schoolmates, who was a wiz with miniaturizing electronics.Neil glanced up when he heard his lab door open; peeking through some equipment he spied a very cute looking girl with a blonde pageboy, looking around the room."Hello?". Louder, "What's her registration?" The Cassiopeia, out of Ceres," he said, with a snort of contempt.Ceres was in the asteroid belt, the most legitimate of the free ports. She'd grown up a week's crawl into the backwater from Ceres, in Rustworks, which was not something to tell your boss if you wanted to keep your good job. Station livers all knew that free port booters were pirates, inbreeders and anarchists. Curiosity tweaked, Jeri crouched down on the sill and leapt off toward the Charmer,. He stood walked to her and to her sheer terror opened the soft lips of her labia, scooping a few of his black pets onto her wet clitoris. She didn’t want too but she had no choice, the stimulated clit betraying her as she began to climax, breathing deeper and more rapidly she began the most intense sexual peak she could remember as he dragged the frame from the nest. With a small brush he swept her clean of the last ants releasing her wrists, then her legs, asking her if she had enjoyed his. She looks over her shoulder as she walks. “Are you looking at my bum? Cheeky bugger… There’ll be plenty more than that to see in a minute!”Knocking on the door, waiting for Kevin to answer, and when he does, “Hello, I’m Sarah, can I have sex with your dog please?” And they both laugh. “How could I refuse?” He jokes.Inside, Sarah sitting on the couch in Kevin’s neat and tidy lounge room. Vader is sitting infront of her, looking up at her, his tongue hanging out as she pats and rubs him, her.