She looked confused."The stories say you would know, that you would come to help us!" she said, her voice taking on a panicked tone.I held up my hands..."Whoa, We did come to help, we just where uninformed, Perhaps you could enlighten me?" I said trying to reassure her.She nodded, pulling out a worn book, I recognized what looked like a log book from a colonization ship, it was badly burned and worn, she started flipping through its pages."Our ancestors got trapped in the void, they encountered. That's where I've been this morning..sitting with young girls....getting tats on their backs and hands....every fucking where. I'm right in the shit..." Oh dear...." Oh fucking dear....is that all you can say....he's a bastard.....and your fucking shagging him...what's that all about. I thought you hated him....same as everybody...Lesley...he's gross...whats happened that's changed your, mind...he told me you liked him and you've invited him to dinner...what's that all about? He's planning on. I looked down and noticed a drip of the chocolate had escaped her finger and landed right on the side of the bulge in my pants. ‘God dammit Gwen!’ I said playfully, ‘look what you’ve done! I’ve had a premature eCHOCulation!’ She turned in her seat which put her legs between mine. She steadied herself by placing her small yet warm hand on my thigh then glanced at my fabric-and-chocolate-covered cock and just laughed. She gave my leg a slight squeeze as she laughed. My cock responded and it. You are reallyturned on, aren't you? Admit it." So I did.She smiled at me sweetly, calmly touched up her lipstick, and watchedme watch her every move. When she was done, she put the lipstick backon the printer table, still unscrewed. Then she said, "Go ahead, youknow what you want."So I started stroking myself. She let me do this for awhile while shewatched. Then she said, "Oh, that's not what I thought you wanted. Ithought you wanted this."And she ever so slowly reached for her tube of.