"Take pictures of me and Cindy!"I did. And then we roped the desk clerk into taking pictures of the four of us.Reservations got us into the restaurant...without a hitch, and we ate a pleasant meal, not too filling. We enjoyed our conversation, with an eye on the clock.We arrived at the auditorium and as I'd scouted out before, a decent parking spot. I think Dan and I looked acceptable. I mean, nobody pointed and giggled. Actually, I did 'respectable engineer in a social venue' pretty well, part. "Hi honey, I'm home," she said, exhausted.He walked up and helped her remove the bags from her hands and set them where she always did when she came home. The air was filled with the wonderful scent of hot beef stew, fresh baked bread, and scented candles making her stomach growl. She loved his cooking and looked forward a nice meal after her shot. He took her into his arms and kissed her with a deep passion as only he could. It was the kind of kiss that warmed her loins, dampened her pussy,. We exchanged information that night, and talked about getting together for a lot more than just a blow job. This is the story of what happened next.We talked for a month after the incident at the club, trying to coordinate our next rendezvous. Sadly, our work schedules made it a little more difficult. He's a construction worker. I can just imagine him on a jobsite, with the sweat dripping down his gorgeous ebony body...but I digress. I work for a popular, high-end department store. Because of. "Dad, it means that phasers would not disrupt solids, they would release the energy from the atoms in the solid object."Jim was shocked at what little John had just said. Direct matter to energy conversion would be like setting off a small nuclear explosion, wherever the phasers were focused.Jim asked, "Can the amount of energy released be controlled in any way?"Timmy spoke up, saying, "Yes, Dad. I think that you could cause the process to take place at a slower rate, if the oscillation on the.