Joan walked into the bedroom gesturing to us with a crooked finger to follow her. She immediately took off her T shirt and dropped her skirt to the fl...or. Joan cheered, "Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka take one for the team," and swiveled her hips and fell back on the bed. I looked at the scene before my eyes. My loving, beautiful wife was flushed with desire, her skin radiant, her breasts red, her nipples engorged, her mound proud and damp. Joan was about to fulfill our deepest desires and I. The clothes may be well worn and the starch and sizing long gone, but they are clean. There is a sweetness about the clean Turk, an unrealized attractiveness. With Randy and his Turk squeezed in amorous behavior on the other side of the backseat, I was able to turn and somewhat face the soccer player. My gloves were stuffed in my coat pockets and my hands were free to roam this thick body. My first discovery occurred when I lifted my left hand from his dick as I squirmed around to face him. I. I'll be turning you over to your bosses. So you'd better just take the twenty thousand Galactic credits that you ripped off of me, and try to be happy with that. Because if you try to anymore shit with me, you're going to be in a world of hurt."I left there, and went back to the spaceport. The first thing I did was to put my prisoners in cold sleep. Understandably, this made them a lot easier to handle. After arranging for fuel and supplies, we lifted off for Cyrus Three.After the first week in. Cici was finally quiet it seemed it too was to the point where it was numb. Another 5 hours and Charles had finally repaired everything that had burned out, flipping the last of the circuits on they all waited."Ally?" Alatem said, "Can you hear me?"For a moment Charles thought he might have forgotten something, then there was a massive feedback signal then they heard a voice."Beginning primary start-up, loading all parameters, now initiating, loading of all security programs, working," came a.