" "Umm, yeah. But she squirted and now all my clothes are covered in pussy juice." I looked at his crotch and noticed that he was sporting a hard on...through his chinos. "Do you want some help with that?" I asked, kneeling down in front of him. I took his cock in my hand and licked up the shaft, tickling his head with my tongue. I reached under his manhood and sucked one of his balls into my mouth, lightly running my tongue over it as I did so. He moaned slightly. Returning my attention to his. "I can put her with a service and she can fuck three or four dozen different guys to earn my money, or..." He shrugged again.The idea stirred me. Why, I don't know. Maybe because it was a faux rape since she was being leveraged into doing it. Or her age and innocence. Maybe it was fucking someone else's bride on their honeymoon, or just fucking another man's wife while he watched. Whatever the reason, I agreed to meet them and went with Dave to his office.Her name was Denver, which she. "Do they know about this?" Momma asked."Yes, Churl was with her during one of the jumps."As soon as they entered Churl knew what his mother was discussing withus. That Allie knew was plain to see."So why hasn't anyone else looked over the engines and logs of her ship?"I asked."They've tried, she is security sealed. And believe me, the program hasteeth," my new Mother in Law told us. "Not even Churl can board herwithout Callie being there. Not even Allie can gain access." The last wassaid as if. Although, dinner parties don’t seem to be as popular as they used to be. Whenever I hear of my friends getting together it’s always a last minute thing. I don’t know why they don’t invite me, though? They must know I’ve got a shed load of wine sitting waiting to be uncorked. Anyway, two of my presents looked promising. Gail brought me what looked like Colin Farrell, gift-wrapped. It wasn’t. It was a self-help book on flirting. Me: Err, thanks. Gail: You’ve been single long enough. Me: It’s not.