”“Then someone bought them on GalNet and had them shipped.” I wrinkled my forehead, but you are right. Morgan slayers aren’t cheap. Some local...law enforcement agencies and security companies equip their guys with those.”“Indeed and no mugging or crime has been committed on this planet using these ever before. Mr. Marifou have you ever been on Blisterbahl II before?”“Yeah I have been here before, twice I think the first time in ‘22, then in ‘25 on or about. I get around and don’t always keep. ”I rose from my chair and walked to the edge of the stage. “Most of my life has been as a solitary man with few friends. Alone but not lonely. All my best friends have been female. I have no close male friends. It could be because I was sexually abused as a kid, or perhaps it’s because I’m weird. Whatever the reason, I enjoy the company of women more than I do the companionship of men.”I held the palms of my hands open at my side and looked into the faces of the members. “All my best friends. For one thing, my hair was too long, and the grease I was using to keep it in place had left it all oily and dirty looking. My skin was broken out a little bit too, probably from all that grease in my hair getting into my pores. My skin color had an unhealthy pallor as well. I was disappointed with how I looked, but determined to make the improvements needed to restore my looks and my body to the best it could be. If this was really June of 1957, I'd only been smoking for less than a year. I. "But I think I have a different oral fixation in mind." She winked then removed her hand from your cock, making you groan in disappointment. Your disappointment was only short-lived as you watched her cross the room and close the door for privacy. She turned back and positioned herself where she was when you opened your eyes. She hooked her foot to the round stool nearby and sat down. You watched her undo your belt and pants, zipping it down and reaching inside to feel your still hardened cock.