It was fair, she made me a little rich in exchange for screwing my lovers. I made her life bearable and she made mine bearable. It was a fair exchange... but one not made in heaven. Quite the opposite I am sure. She even helped with my adrenaline addiction. I doubt that she knew she was helping me find my place to die, as daddy used to say.It was 9PM, when I finished my shopping. I hadn't had dinner, so I went to the Pizza and Pasta Pit for take out. It seemed to be just the right time for a trip. I want a good landing site and I want to know what if anything is living down there. Mr. Flint I want an alarm on the radar 24/7, I don't want anything sneaking up on us from any angle and I don't feel like playing bumper cars." Yes sir; I'll get on it right away."Over the next six hours Paul and Lt. Hayes worked out a rotating orbit sequence that over the next 30 days would allow us to survey all the land masses of the planet and search out any possible landing sites. My only problem with it. " But I buy these things for you. I shouldn't be wearing them." heanswered."Do you enjoy it when I wear them for you, does it get you excited?"Sheila asked."Of course, you look great in sexy clothes." he answered."Then why would it be weird if you wear them and get me excited?"Sheila responded, taking his hand and running it under her nightie sothat he could feel the soaking panel of the crotch of her own panties.As his hand lingered and explored, she could not suppress the moan thatescaped her. As I studied myself in the mirror some more, i got a text message from Daddy. I KNOW A SLUT LIKE YOU HAS A DILDO... START FUCKING YOURSELF WITH IT...AND LEAVE THE DOOR UNLOCKED... WE'RE ALMOST THERE. Daddy was right, I did have a dildo. A classic mold of John Holmes huge cock. It was made with a realistic type of silicone that felt incredibly real. It was expensive, but worth every penny. I got my toy and some lube out of the closet and went to the living room. After I unlocked the front door.