The intercom started playing The Rolling Stones ‘I’m Just Waiting on a Friend’ and I had to laugh. That should warn everyone else remaining in t...e crater or the mine to make themselves scarce or find something meaningful but innocent to do! Most of our extra hands from corporate security were gone by now but the remaining half dozen or so minions would know to find one of our deeper holes in the ground and bury themselves for a while.A few minutes later the rental car pulled up to Operations. The armchair was so awesome and fittable that we resisted till the last urge to buy it for ourselves and arrange other gift for them, but they are our friends and you can’t do such stuff with them.But I must confess we never stop on thinking about it. That armchair... how they were happy with it, how they were proabably comfortable with it. But what caught our, as I can speak, ‘rage’ was one moment where Donna said that they had sex on the armchair! Can you believe it? Sex on our armchair! How. Sara groaned loudly as another orgasm hit her. A flurry of hard thrusts later Brian came as well.Later, after dinner, they sat in the study together. Brian picked up a hardback book but he gave his Kindle to her. “Have another read if you like,” he said. She felt a little strange opening it up in his presence but she selected the next bookmark and began to read. ‘Jane was woken just as the sunlight came streaming through the partly drawn curtains. She guessed it must have been around 7:00. The person my dad knew evidently knew of a doctor that likely graduated atthe bottom of his class. They were all to proceed to his office to meettheir fate.From what I was told they all lost their balls that day, but not only thatthe doctor also removed their ball sacks which prevented them from havingprosthetic implants later on to once again at least look normal. And thenin a bit of creativity he also removed a section of their erectile nervesthat stimulate the muscles allowing for an.