"I could almost think you were avoiding me. I wanted to ask if you were alright; every time I looked at you, I thought you looked unhappy."She found a...smile from somewhere and pasted it on her face. "I'm fine, thanks, Gerry. Just got a lot on my mind right now." Oh ... kay..." Gerry was not convinced and did not sound convinced, but Delia let it go. "I think things are winding down," he went on. "Are you ready to go home?"Delia looked round; table-cloths were being removed and folded. As fast. When I looked up he was glaring at me and I smirked.“Fine,” he growled crossing his arms.He’s going to be surprised I guarantee. Drake looked to be around eight or nine inches. I’ve got seven in so I’m sure I can get him in. I slowly dragged my hands up his legs till they came into contact with his balls. I squeezed them gently and he groaned quietly. Now, I’ve given six blow jobs and in each one I learnt something. My boyfriends were more than happy to teach me so I was going to really. I can't help you any more with that though. What little I know about travel in space is based on my experiences moving to Darling Downs and then returning to Wadi, but while I was always invited to watch from the bridge, I usually would stay in my cabin or sit in the concubines barrack and chat with some of the concubines. They do tell interesting stories. I wrote a bit about the Tradition. I've learned that not all of the citizens follow the Tradition, but many do. The ones that do have. That afternoon found me sitting with Anse David in one of the coffee shops near the Institute, relaxing after classes when..."Thomas, imagine finding you here." I turned and saw Mr. Grossfeldt behind me."Hello, sir. Would you like to join us?" Since I was no longer in his Survey of Western Art class I'd found it much easier to talk to him. Anse looked at me as if I'd gone over to the enemy side or something."Um, I've got to run," Anse said as he got up and offered his chair to our former.