"Oh yeah? I've got pictures, I do."Just about then Beth's mom came around the corner. "Hi, Tommy. Did you get stuck as referee between these two?" Oh,...no. I learned long ago never to argue with your daughter." That earned me an elbow—but just a playful one. Mrs. Jones chuckled. "Well, I just came in here to tell everyone dinner's ready. So shall we?"Dinner at the Jones house seemed pretty normal to me by now. The family and work conversations sounded like those at any other family meal,. The stream flies upwards, splashing against the wall. I wiggle his cock about causing the stream to fly around the bath. Paul looks at me with raised eyebrows, I respond by letting my pent-up pee come out. With a laugh, Paul also engages in the waving of the piss stream.We both feel some of the splatter come back and lightly spray our bodies. Slowly his stream drops off, I stroke his foreskin to remove the last of his pee. It dribbles over my knuckles. My pee is running out and he repeats the. In addition, we’ve at least twenty new people arriving today, so we need to get busy.”In Palo Alto Hawk awoke early. The sun was just cresting the mountains behind him as he stood on the balcony and stared out across the Stanford campus. There were a few joggers fading in and out of the morning fog, but for the most part everything looked almost deserted. Looking down Palm to the oval he saw the computer science building on the right. That building had been his second ‘home’ for several years.. He also put a lot of time into the reading material he had picked up in Seattle. Cameron found himself coming back to a series on a game called Starweb run by some company in Arizona called Flying Buffalo. The game was played by 15 different players, each of whom had taken on one of six character types. The moves were processed by computer so that each player only knew what he saw, or could get from other players. Each player started out with certain number of ships and fleets on his homeworld.