Stories about teen girls prostituting themselves at local coffee shops for cheap prices. I had first heard about this from an ex who knew i was a horn... guy and enjoyed dating girls 15 to 20 years younger than me. They just seem to have that body style that hasn't been hit by gravity or the attitude that life hasn't gotten the best of them yet. Now back to the story. I am a fairly attractive guy, 38, workout a lot, and keep my dress code up to date. I hangout a lot at my local coffee shop. She pulled my trousers alright, she also pulled my briefs along with the trouser and I was stark naked, with my cock pointing its head towards the ceiling. While I was a bit embarrassed at this nakedness and an erect cock, Saroj was quite amused and gripped my cock in her hand. She asked me why it was erect and what could she do to bring it down. Well I told her, I had the hoots for her and that I wanted her body. She admonished me by saying, Oh I am like your mother, how can you have such. Sister Grace, at the critical time you must pray for my soul, that I will not lose it doing the dangerous thing we are called on to do. Which, Sister will be your sacrifice too, in your time. But I shall be taking on the responsibility for the 'creme'n of the demon'; draining the serpent of flesh and evil of his white poison."The Mother Superior's words didn't make a whole lot of sense to Sister Grace. The Mother laughed, as generally she was a jolly soul, and clearly understanding that her. Ken's eyes went wide as he looked at Amy and blurted out, "We don't know where it is?" Nope, and it has never been revealed in the computers of the ships we have taken. I... " Amy stopped and looked at everyone, before continuing, "I believe that the T'Lari are nomads. They go from planet to planet, devouring everything like locusts, but I cannot place documentation to that fact. It's just a hunch, and it's all I have." There has to be a record somewhere. What about on the Vaskat?" Ken asked.