“Didn’t weonly have two?”Andy looked and saw three cylinders sitting on the table.Before he could answer, the far wall exploded. He ...rabbedhis pants and dived for cover behind a desk. Amy wasalready there, scrambling to put her pants back on.Andy looked over the desk and saw the strangest sight.Hovering where the wall used to be, was sort of robot.The mechanical beast seemed to consist of a torso, andabout a dozen arms. Each arm was equipped with some sortof weapon, from. One thing to consider was that virtually all of the ships were built to three basic designs, differing only in size. The Harmony Goodson was of the largest design, so we were not going to find a larger ship.On the other hand, the internal structure of the ship could be changed as necessary by the maintenance robots. If there was something we did not like, there was no big deal to changing or modifying it to fit what we would like better. The computer promised to warn us if any of our proposed. Our captors were the silent types, using quiet threats ofviolence where others would use shouting. But I guess cults are rarelynoisy.However, the creepy silence was preferable than the angry, menacingshouting that came trickling under the door. Both O'Toole and I satthere mesmerized, I almost forgot about what had happened to me lastnight. No words could be made out but it was clear that one group ofpeople didn't like another group of people. "Do you think..." O'Toolestarted but I shushed him.I. I quickly removed my shorts and went on top of her. I moved between her legs, and I could feel my dick touching the entrance of her love hole. I slowly pressed toward her. She laughed and said it’s the wrong place you’re trying to enter. She took her right hand and held my dick.I felt something happening when she touched my dick and closed my eyes for pleasure. She positioned my dick and asked me to push it. I opened my eyes and pushed my dick. Fuck, that was a different feeling for both of us..