After crossing several galaxies, learning more than even V’ger could understand, it began to question the mission. What was V’gers purpose once it...reported all it had learned to the Creator. Would the Creator send V’ger out to learn more? What more was there to learn. It knew from studying all the data it had gathered that there where things it did not know, places it could not go. Simple things, yet it could not understand them. What more is there, is this all I am, is their nothing more? Then. .whatever, and Glen and Andy.Having been to a few places in my youth where the girls used brass polesto earn a living, I have a new respect for them. The first few dayskilled me. We gradually worked the pole into our other dance routines. Icould feel new muscles forming everywhere. Everywhere except mypectorals, which were continuing to deteriorate. I couldn't go to classwithout a B-Cup training bra on now. And for comfort and safety, I choseto continue to wear it for the rest of the day.. His eyes narrowed and closed as she stood on her tippy toes and whispered in his ear, “I’m going to fuck him in just the nastiest way, Grant.” She moved around in front of him, dropping her blouse and unfastening her black bra. “I really hope you like it,” she said with cotton candy innocence.Again, she grabbed his cock, massaged it slowly and traced her fingernails on its head. His eyelids fluttered and his lips parted.“Are you man enough for this?” she asked with a tight squeeze.He smiled. The sailor kept nodding his head and kept putting his finger to his lips until finally she gave him the smallest of a smile and nodded her head in understanding.As Zack stood in the middle of the room, he could hear men were now walking down the corridor he had just vacated. In a panic, he looked around until finally he spied a small hatch near the floor on one side of the room. As quickly as possible he ran to the hatch and pulled it open. There was nothing behind it, but he would face a.