She scooted her butt away from him a couple of feet and crossed her arms. “We’re going to wait.”Time passed. Angel couldn’t tell how long beca...se she didn’t have her phone but it seemed like a long time. Not-Max kept flexing and stretching, and she couldn’t help but watch, not only because she was attracted to his borrowed body, but because she was bored.She wondered why her current body didn’t feel much different from her own, but Cassandra was another fit cheerleader, with a similar build and. My investment and the steady sales of new G-400’s had kept Gulfstream in the game and willing to try a bigger leap with the GX-3. Static engine tests as well as ground testing would start soon.We still were not at the sub-orbital transport I wanted to build, but were looking at a significantly faster and longer range plane. The GX-3 was designed for a range of 7,000 nautical miles and a max cruising speed of Mach 2.1. New Rolls-Royce turbojet engines provided power with an innovative adaptive. I was aware of the gorgeous Angela for months before our fateful encounter. She was my friend’s mother and I had entertained myself on numerous nocturnal occasions where she played the starring role in masturbatory fantasies. In fact Angela was a walking, talking, living wet dream. I knew I wasn’t alone in my worship of Angela’s generous curves, pretty face and blonde hair. I had had several discussions regarding Angela’s assets with friends from school and we were all of the same opinion;. I mean, I know that you're sixteen, and, although I'm perfectly aware of your chronological station, I hadn't correlated that with a developing sex drive and consequent increased need for privacy." It's okay, Mom," I said. "But maybe you could knock next time you find the door closed?" I shall, Soren, I shall indeed."Some people may think that that's a pretty weird way for a mother to talk to her son. Not in our household. My parents are both full professors at the university. They live lives.