It's a long way from dusk. I don't like the night. It scares me. Me, thelast man on earth. Afraid of the dark. But this apocalypse is nothinglike I am...Legend. My fate pales into significance against The Omega Mans.I wish the world were populated by blood sucking vampires or pasty facedzombies, something I could take a shotgun to in cathartic blood lust andrage. Something spine tingling to get the adrenaline going, to save mefrom this terrible boredom which a fate almost as bad as death. I've. He was due to report for duty on the bridge first thing in the morning, and he wanted to think of some way he could seize back control of the ship. He ran the brush through his hair again and again, slowly and gently, letting his mind wander. Plans flitted through his mind-he could come on the bridge with a phasor, stun Rand and---But he remembered how Sulu and Chekov had looked at him, how Spock had told him that he wasn't fit to command anymore. He couldn't stun the entire crew. He sighed.. All my practicing had paid off because T was really loving the sucking I was giving him. So was I. "We don't have very long baby. Why don't you climb up on your first real black cock and see how a real one makes you feel."I would do anything he said at this point, but he was right. I stood up and pulled my panties down and off, and climbed on him with my skirt still on. I was looking down at him as his wonderful black cock was already at my pussy lips without any guidance. I slowly moved down. .I had been out of the service for a year and back in circulation. 22. Long haired and free, money in my pocket and nothing but sex on my mind...and I wanted a man so bad, it hurt...We worked together that winter and he was so much fun. I liked looking at him and would fantasize about fucking him and being his boyfriend. So, when i sent the Christmas Card to him, he would have been a fool not to know what I wanted,"Lets get together" was what I cooed at him that Christmas of 1988.I was a pretty.