It is the equivalent of the word cunt to them it seems. Lane had agreed to help him move his things, a bunch of boxes from the basement and garage. Ro...ert wished his father had warned him about marriage. Pretty much for husbands (including Robert and all his married friends) you buy the house but are confined to the basement or garage. The rest of the house is hers. She may give you half of a closet, even though the other half is filled with her fucking shoes. But other than that, you are. This was probably the first time we had been alone in a vehicle since our initial incident. Tempted to see if we could pick up where we left off I showed up with a beer for her. The smile on her face told me she knew where my mind was."This was so sweet of you."She took the beer and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and pressed her hand against my crotch. With that she popped open the beer and, just as before, guzzled it like it was water. She smiled at me."I thought you might want more. I always found that kind of sexy and arousing, looking at various guys and wondering if they were one of the ones that fucked me. That was something daddy did on a number of occasions. These days, no one would obviously take such chances with their health, but we were all less aware of the risk of AIDS back then. Luckily, I never did come up positive with anything; AIDS or otherwise.At any rate, I suppose I should get on with my story. As I previously mentioned, staff sergeant Tyler had. I’m a sexual engineer. You’ve heard of mechanical engineering, right? Social engineering, maybe? Well, I’m just like that but with sex. I work for a secret group that has been around for centuries. If you believe the employee handbook, we’ve been around since the little grey men landed on our rock and started their long-forgotten science project somewhere around 6,ooo years ago.’ ‘See, the world was a tough place then. Most people died before they were 20. The O’gam wanted to make sure there.