While we were shopping mom said, “I’ve been thinking. You guys have been doing well in school and your father and I are really impressed with how ...esponsible you both have been lately. Would you kids like it if we hired a housekeeper and someone to do the yard work?”My first response was to get all excited and scream hell yes! But I caught myself in time and replied, “Not a live-in housekeeper. That isn’t what you mean is it?”She looked at me and asked, “You don’t want that?”I can’t tell her. After that I walked to the abandoned shipyard and started my search. I found my ship after only a day of searching the database. She was almost three hundred years old.Her frame and hull were a ceramic armor matrix mix that didn't corrode. She had been an armed fleet transport ship. After that, it was a matter of researching and claiming. My luck on gravity sled racing held and I made money left and right. I salvaged parts from other ships to build the ship.It would really have new types of. “Nate, give it to me … please fuck me,” she begged.Nate slid back into her and pounded in and out, driving her into the wall of the shower.“Oh god Becky, You’re so hot … so tight. I am about to cum.” The immense pressure Nate felt building was like nothing he had ever felt before.Becky was shuddering and spamsoming from the current from his cock."Ohyyes N.N.N.Nate … give it to … oo … mee …” she was barely coherent, her speech stuttering from the current flowing from the cock deep into her. I learned how to use any method to obtain the story and the byline. But it was never enough. Women would talk to me about their husbands and soap operas that they watched. Or give me favorite recipes. I wanted men to talk to me about the football game, and to ask me to work on old cars with them as we drank beer. And I loved hearing a good dirty joke. I guess that I had a classic case of penis envy. I remembered my adolescence all too well and what I did to explore that strange feeling I got.