And my job was a desk job, I wasn't out of shape exactly but neither was I in training by any stretch of the imagination.I did, however, have one abov...-average muscle, and it had been working in high gear—the one in my head. Brodine and his buddies hadn't been any help to me but they had said one thing that was nagging at me. Why the hell was this guy after me at all? Just knowing Susan, or having known her from their perspective, couldn't be enough; I still wouldn't be a useful witness against. Low gravity and no atmosphere make for a very large mess when a person or item is blown up. Some of the stuff even ends up in space for a long time. The surface of the Moon caused other issues. For one, it’s bloody dusty in places.If you disturb the dust layer, which can be very thick and even elevated off the surface, it doesn’t behave like dust in the atmosphere or a heavier gravity. Scientists call the dust or dirt, regolith since it is comprised of only rock and crystal shards and no plant. He had her breasts tumbling into his hands in no time and took advantage of the fact she was taller in his lap to give her some nipple love. She shifted around to face him fully and straddled his legs with her skirt rucked up to her waist. She ran her fingers through his hair, cooing and purring at his attentions. He ran a free hand up her thigh and onto her pussy, ruffling her fur and stroking her cleft.Feeling her clitoris extending from its sheathe, he stood and turned around, depositing her. She could barely hold herself back from running her fingers though the blond chest hair, but restrained herself until she finished the task at hand. She moved on to his belt, undoing it she slides it out of the loops and throw it on the floor. Standing in the middle of his daughter's bedroom, he couldn't believe he was allowing her to undress him, it almost felt like he was dreaming. But he knew that this was no dream, all he had to do was reach out and feel her soft warm brown skin to let him.