.. which I confirmed with my own tests ... they are near perfect matches for sub-atomic particles being studied at ... The Large Hadron Collider!" Ohh...hhh ... oh yeah ... that operation in Europe ... where it all started ... yeah, I heard they had some trouble with that, something about superconducting magnets or something." They fixed that problem; and they entered a new stage of investigation; about a year ago." Farnsworth took a shuddering breath over the phone."By creating energy signatures. So, tie me up and touch my butt anytime, babe!" she declares enthusiastically. His places one hand over his eyes, embarrassment rising. He peeks through his fingers to find her peering at him."What?" he asks."You're so cute and funny. I love that you still get shy after all these years," she says and leans forward to kiss his hand, her lips a little sticky from the syrup on her waffle. They finish breakfast, clean the kitchen together, and head out to pick up the girls. Holding hands in the car. Plus, of course, blue stockings and semi high heels. My Mary was in a striped Parisian outfit, almost like a can-can dancer's, you know; a striped corset with underwear, lacy see-through shorts which were open at the crotch, stockings and high heels."What do you think, Sir, are we properly dressed for dinner?" You look absolutely terrific, both of you. May I offer you a Gin'n'T before dinner?"They came up, close to me, and sandwiched me while they both kissed and touched me. Then they let go of. I could feel the arousal in her body as she started grinding against me. Her dress had ridden up over her ass anyway. So my hands were free up on her ass, fondling it. Nevertheless, she said, “Why don’t you take me here?” pointing to my pulsing, rock-hard cock.I muttered, “You pester me too much when I come here.” With her insistent invitation holding sway over, the inarticulate reserve of denial lingered no longer.I unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor in a pool of fabric. She was.