.." I said playfully. I was throbbing in my panties at the thought of it."Well, come on then," she said and just pushed me back on the bed, parting my...knees as she did."Oh my god," I said having never had a girl make a move on me. "So aggressive..." It sounded stupid. I wanted her to fuck me and I didn't know how to even acknowledge it. In seconds she had my shorts and panties pulled to one side and my pussy in her mouth. She edged me like that for long enough I lost all sense of time. All I. .. NOW!"Randy's mind was whirling. He was bowled over. The timing was all wrong. This wasn't supposed to happen unto tomorrow--that's what Trish had told him. But neither was her eating of Davie Knight's pussy--and look what happened! It was all like a scene out of "Future Shock"... He suddenly saw an opportunity to accelerate his own cherry-popping plans. Quickly, he turned and tiptoed away from the window and hurried back to the Knight cottage... Davie had watched Randy until he disappeared. By the time it was dark, Mel had lain out a double sleeping bag with inflatable pillows and an electric heater suitable for use inside a tent. Outside Joe set up a gas stove and turned on a lamp for illumination.“Don’t you feel a little exposed, being alone out here?” I asked, a little nervous.“We’re used to it. And the fields here are enclosed.” Mel replied. We shared provisions and ate a nice meal of hotdogs, washed down with a can of red wine each. It was finally dark and the three of us sat. "Even the soils are different, too different. It's something to do with concentration of minerals, and I haven't gone into detail with the biologists about it, but they say they're sure. They've learned how to manufacture Eden soil, it's why the plant samples we brought back, or their descendants, are still alive, but it doesn't occur naturally here. Even so, you've hit on a big reason SES won't even think about it," he added sourly."What?" SES has vetoed the idea, mainly because of what you.