In those years the A.I. continued to test me, attacking me and my community with newer models of its combat machines. Every time I destroyed them in ...ew and creative ways. I was curious as to why the A.I. never just nuked the community. My assumption was it wanted to capture me if possible to analyze and dissect me. Each attack did bring losses to the community.I had grown to love my princess Christina as my own daughter and I was well aware she loved me as the father she lost. Zhenya. "By the way, please call me Abner." Sure thing, Abner, and you can call me Joe. We all go by first names in our community. And that brings us to why we happened to be driving down this road. We are members of a community of just over 40 souls, counting the babies, and we are looking for recruits to join us. Do you think that you might be interested?"Sarah Thurston piped up with, "Abner, don't you dare turn him down before we can see this place! I'm tired of being scared every breath that I. I sit up and watch her sucking your fingers. She looks at me as she licks her lips and says, “That was amazing.” You say, “It was very nice to watch. Now, Captain Lila, why don’t you find us a nice secluded place to drop anchor for a while, then join us up on deck. I have something I need to take care of.” I see your rock hard cock and I know I’m about to get the fucking of my life. Once we’re back on deck, you look skyward. You say, “Oh, Baby, it looks like a storm is rolling in. Want to go. "This is Captain Fern Viger of the Ule Marou, I'm in need of help and assistance. Can anybody hear me? "Intrigued as to what could be the matter, John answered the distress call using the sub-space antenna to broadcast his reply across the vastness of space. "This is John Maxwell of the... well... This is John, how can I help you? "Scratchy and with a lot of static, the woman sounded relieved as she began her reply. "John... Maxwell... My name is Fern Viger. My ship is immobile, and I'm adrift..