Maybe that was the original intention as well?" What if there's a medical emergency?" Terry asked. "The air-locks will delay access." There's a small ...mergency section in each wing..." The door rumbled open interrupting Sally. The sign had changed to "Enter now", and they walked forward into a long narrow room, painted plain white. An identical door, currently closed, stood at the far end, displaying the same "Please Wait" message as the first door had. Sally continued with her answer, "This. “Ah my dear Ieshia, I gather there weren’t any complications?”“None at all, Manager. As predicted the Watch Tower satellites were over 1000 year old, well maintained but completely obsolete and inadequate. We left plenty of Shiss Engine Trail residue, used an old Shiss Computronic Virus routine to disable the Watch towers. The Warden’s Island was void of any life signs and the Guards shuttle was gone. We destroyed it anyway.”The manager did not change his position and remained almost like a. She is almost a carbon copy of Carla, except she is a little taller and much trimmer. She has long, dark hair and dark eyes and a very good figure. Her tits are not as big as Carla's, but very nice. A "C" cup, maybe. Years ago, I spent the night with Carla on several occasions with this daughter in the next bedroom. She was a teenager than and I am certain that she is well aware of her mother's sexual activities. I feel sure that she heard us fucking on more than one occasion. In fact, Carla. Once hand went immediately to her glass of liquid gold, another slowly found its way down to her clit after first softly brushing its way down her neck, over her soft, large tits, down her trim navel, to her mound. As she began gently playing with her pussy, she allowed herself another sip of her glass of golden nectar, her ambroisa of the gods, her water of life. Her urine was slightly salty, mildly musky, but nothing too strong. The taste of her own piss on her lips and tongue sent a spasm.