"She came closer. I could smell coffee on her breath. "That clock is a valuable artifact that has been in my family since it was constructed. I loaned...it to you, so you could fulfill our shared destiny. But now it belongs back in the cupboard."Shared destiny? A tumble in the sack was more like it. "Just what does it do, exactly?"She raised one eyebrow. "Did you not experience it for yourself? It focused your inherent sexual attention on me - and you had some yesterday, don't deny it - and. Io sent back only one word: ‘Persevere’ in Latin. She didn’t dare send more with the possibility of listeners; certainly she couldn’t mention the possibility of rescuers.The computer intelligence was really angry. Unfortunately, she couldn’t do anything directly. Instead she found the number of General ‘Black Jack’ Patton’s head comm and began sending to it. She sent ‘You’re going to die unless Armis is released immediately.’ Followed by a noise so intense that the man collapsed in the middle. I do many things. I would love to drive someday, so I had the freedom to go where I want, when I want. But I can’t, so why obsess over it? Maybe someday we will have self-driving cars so I can experience that, but who knows? And do not feel bad, quite often people are surprised simply because I do not advertise my condition. I also do not hide from it. I simply accept it. I think part of that may be the hidden Buddhist in me, that has in past lives learned to accept the human condition and deal. .. no foreplay. My cock was positioned right in line with the tight little opening and I pressed the head of it against him. He instantly pushed back at me and I slipped all the way into the hilt. He gasped a little but kept up his rearward pressure. I had a hand on each of his hips pulling him back to me and then I started some plain old hard fucking. I did the usual of ramming my cock in and pulling it out almost all the way before driving it back in to the hilt again. It didn't take long.