Now, is there anything else I can help you with Captain?”“Yes. I’d like to know how is it you’re still active after all these years, how the s...ip ended up here and what the exact mission of the Columbus was,” he stated.“In regard to your first query sir, that is simple. My power supply is a separate source from the main reactor. It was designed so that in the event of a catastrophic failure that I could still be online and provide the crew with updates on the ship and render assistance wherever. I focused on Stubby while mystery man tried to put a semi stiff cock inside me. I gestured to Stubby to swap places and he moved and stuck his short but stiff cock inside me while I worked on the youngish mystery man, who seemed to have Greycap’s dog with him. He kissed me, tongues, stinking of booze and cigarettes. Full on snog, before presenting his cock to me. I hadn’t been expecting that, I felt almost violated by Dogman, odd after all the cocks I had had that evening. It was that mix of. "You got a call on line one," Sam said."This is Lucy Avery, can I help you?" I said into the phone."This is Tomas Ortega, I got an associate in county lockup. He is coming up for a bond hearing tomorrow. I would like for you to speak for him."I began the usual questioning, since I didn't have an investigator, and barely had time to interview him before the hearing. When I was finished, I told Ortega that I charged a hundred bucks an hour, but he got a first rate defense even though I could not. He disguised it pretty well, but inside that great-looking swimmer's body, beyond the sharp eyes and the long, wavy hair and the puckish charm, lurked an arrogant, supercilious, and disdainful male slut.He readily admitted to me he had a girlfriend back home in Atlanta, a very nice girl his parents adored. A rich girl whose father liked him. A girl who, according to Westy, was a sweet Georgia peach to everybody, a pleasant and demure girl who dressed right, led instead of followed, belonged to.