He is standing in front of me. He is still fully clothed and somehow that makes me feel even more naked. I can see the bulge of his hard-on through ...is jeans. I want to rub my face against it. I want to feel the hot hardness of it against my cheek. I can't reach it. He knows that's what I want. He doesn't give it to me. He moves back around behind me. I quiver, not knowing what he is planning to do. I can feel the wetness growing between my legs. Suddenly I feel the hard slap of his. It is a micro IMT though with all the refinements we have had to make I’m not sure any more. Cutting down on the weight has helped but the power output if still far too high for the micro-generator.”Derrick looked over the plans that Rayburn was showing him. Yes, what they had accomplished was indeed a hell of a lot more help to him than they realized. Still looking over the plans a look of clarity lit up Derrick’s eyes, “I think I see the flaw in your design Rayburn,” Derrick told him. “If you. "Hi, Shelly," he said to me.I looked at him, dumbfounded. The dog, actually a wolf with two different colored eyes, wagged his tail, jumped on me and started licking my face."No bathrobe?" I finally said as I petted the animal."It may be warm for January, but it is still January in New York, Shelly," he replied. "I'm here because of your tears." Why me, Wiz? Can I call you Wiz?" I asked, hoping this wasn't a dream."You have made me more of a real person than any other writer, except Bill Hart,". I felt her tongue probe my mouth. I fondled her left tit as Steve kissed her neck and alternated between fondling her right tit and rubbing her pussy through her jeans. This went on for a while and eventually Jackie felt uncomfortable wearing her bra around her neck so she sat up and removed her shirt and bra. She hurriedly laid back down to enjoy our attention. Both of us boys quickly went to suck on her hard nipples. I went to rub her pussy but Steve’s hand had already found it. Her hips.