(Which triggered a lecture on music piracy when those were discovered.) When the internet got big, she limited our access to it and had some weird-ass...software installed on the router that blocked access to most pornography. It didn't completely stop me from watching porn when I wanted to, but it was an unnecessary hurdle. (Thanks Mom.) Thankfully, my Aunt Jenny was there to act as a balance (of sorts) to Mom's prudish attitude. She told me that sex wasn't a bad thing and nothing to be ashamed. Eventually she calmed down enough to dismount her little sister, who I continued to move in and out of. I had already been close and with no reason to hold back any more I only had a few more seconds. I drilled into Kesha one final time before making a hasty exit. Standing up and in front of Desma and yanking the condom off just in time for her to part her lips, I spray a wad of cum on her nose. With a quick turn and lucky aim the second gob hit Kesha on her cheek as she sat up and opened wide. Instantly, ahologram popped up, showing the 3-d outline of a small craft. Slowly, hestudied it, referencing all existing knowledge of space flight inMelisa's memory bank. All he could figure generally is that the fuel wastoo close to the person, so when the tank would blow, it out be instantdeath trap. Then, he started moving the parts around checking the innerworkings of the craft itself. It wasn't very slickly designed; the jaggedarrangements of pipes could easily back up the system and cause. " "Yes, that's right Kelly, but you forgot one." Kelly had hoped Ms Tynes wouldn't remember that she'd agreed to do whatever she asked, anytime, anywhere. Kelly repeated her other promise and Carolyn said, "That's right Kelly, now I need you to help me meet your boyfriend." Kelly sat numbly in the chair, how could she allow her lover to walk into such a trap, one liked she'd walked into. "What could I possibly do to make that happen?" Ms Tynes laid out her plan in detail, what she wanted her do.