What if there were no humans manning the receiver and it was all handled by an automated system? The base itself was unmanned after all. His plan assu...ed that there was some UNN office worker sitting at a desk when there might very well not be.Just as he was beginning to lose hope, deciding to turn in and try again the following day, a window appeared on the main monitor. There was an icon indicating an incoming message. He scrambled awake, spinning the trackball to mouse over the symbol. He. “OK…I’ll go then.” “You don’t want a coffee?” “Yes OK then!” He certainly didn’t need a second ask to stay. I looked at my poor garden. The weeds were still tall even though it was November and my hedges needed cutting. “If you want to do me a favour Greg, you can sort my garden out if you like.” “Oh yeah, no problem! I’d do anything for you Danielle. I love you.” “No you don’t!” “I do. I told you, I can’t stop thinking about you.” “Greg. You’re starting to sound a bit creepy.” “I’m sorry. Yes,. I kiss them, lick them, loving that strange salty sweet musky flavour of a woman’s passion.I devour her cunt. She presses down hard, grinding her core against my mouth. I feel her hand, reaching back, finding my own womanhood. I know I am not going to cum again; it is her orgasm I want, her climax on my mouth. Is it my dominant side taking over? Am I wanting to give her the final pleasure so that she leaves feeling that she has to return to me?No. I just didn’t want her to leave. ."It wasn't long before Jilly was picking up more than just back-issues of Cosmo the other girls left lying around. As I think I mentioned, I'm an avid reader, and I had a decent collection of books. Jilly went crazy over them, finishing off all the Oprah Book Club recommendations I had in the next few weeks. Despite her "dumb" persona, it was evident the girl could read well enough. That or those books really were written at the fifth grade level, as that Time article had suggested.Soon,.