“I hardly recognize it. I expected a new mining project and possibly an orbiting skeletal space station, but a fully functioning city, complete with...a cathedral?”Though little more than a small town, Taramor was neatly divided into sections easily expandable as their population grew. The name was a Lezmonom term for ‘a home for everyone’. In the center stood a low metal structure, deeply anchored, with bustling activity around it reflecting its central role. Circling it in radiating avenues. He smiled.“Yeah, I am.”He held out his hand.“Donte.”I took his hand in mine. Kind of. I’m a fairly tall person (for a woman) but I do have small hands. And mine disappears into his.“Karen,” I said. “What position do you play?”“Tight end,” he said.“I’ll have to tell my husband I met someone famous. Thank you again, Donte.”He fake-bowed as I walked by.I only had a few more things that interested me. Some Buffalo Mozzarella, a couple bottles of wine. I was ready to go home and open one of them up. Kat pushed me out of her pussy, grabbed my cock, and pulled me into her wide-open ass. “Mmm, good idea, Kat!” Justine cooed happily, as she guided Dave’s thick, throbbing tool deep into her own ass. We four banged and banged until gallons of sperm were pouring rapidly out of both luscious female asses. Followed by an ocean of nectar flooding out of both their pussies. We four became a pile, a tangle of arms and legs and asses and cocks and pussies, as we all fell into a gentle sleep. . "He couldn't stop thinking about all the things he wanted... needed... should've... said to her. Staring out the kitchen window at the gathering darkness he realized his mind was going thru mental shook, but it didn't help, none of his thoughts at the moment were all that coherent.With the daylight all but gone, he walked over and turned on the hood light over the stove. Then with no previous intention, he found himself standing in front of the board, just staring at it again. With a sigh of.