More than that, she wanted to watch it dry.Rose looked at the clock again, which now showed 8:57. Her boss would be in soon and all she'd done so far ...as to daydream about watching paint dry. Rose was surprised that she wasn't annoyed. She felt like she should feel annoyed about wasting half an hour, but she wasn't. Frantically, she finished getting everything ready just as her boss strolled in. "Morning, Rose," he said."Fancy Pink dries beautifully." What?" I mean, good morning, sir!"Her boss. Only that son of a bitch, would have someone identify me like that." Now, now, no need to be nasty Bill," came a voice I recognized, hadn't heard for a few years."I should still kick your ass, later though. We still have a defcon one situation, though how it got a ship has me baffled," I said."Uh," Ashton started. "We never really dismantled the ship. We were able to open it, learned a hell of a lot about their weapons. The problem is, we were only able to understand and copy a few of them. The. For a few moments the girl looked hard at the guy’s sad looking penis all squashed up in that see-through jock strap. The foreskin of the knob of that penis had pulled back hard against the pressure of the plastic material that was confining it and this action was causing the end of that penis to distort and squish up hard like it was trying to escape. The little urethral hole right at the tip was getting slightly distended by all this and making it look like it was making a very silent scream. I saw Judy at least twice a week after that for one reason or another. She became an obsession. I would find myself savoring her perfume as she passed close by, trying to catch glimpses of as much of her as I could any time I could. I would often go into the bathroom adjoining her bedroom and take her bra or panties out of the hamper and spend the next half hour or so masturbating while dreaming of her. This went on for 4 years. It was September of that year that something happened that brought.