That night Ry and I went to the Rec Center and worked out. Then to Macducks (McDonalds) and had a quick supper.We got back to my place, Ry was going t... go to her condo, but I ask, “Wouldn’t you like to cuddle with me?”She said, “I would love it, but could we just cuddle, as my pussy is rather raw, and so are my nipples.”I told her, “I am a little sore myself, and I really don’t think I can have another orgasms. I am worn out.”She ended up giving up her condo and moving in with me, it was good,. It all came down to one thing (so much pride had to be swallowed). They needed a man. The search was on for their man (servant not hero). The big box started to pulse the bright beam of light, and waited.Close to a month after the big massive grey metal box appeared (estimated by some men to be two by two by two (length × width × height) kilometres in size) they finally had chosen their man. Jack was one of the last internes working for the last SETI project closed down some fifteen years ago.. Or for that matter ... could achieve.What kind of niche could I carve out for myself? Newspapers were dying and some very experienced, gifted writers were being let go. Some went to work in government as flacks for various elected members. Others became spokespersons for organizations. Still others wrote specialty features which they sold in syndication to whoever was willing to pay. But there wasn't room for all of them, so many ended up in completely different jobs.And then there were the. His stomach hurt so much he need to shit, but the object was embedded and stopped him from doing so. The headphones came off and he heard a masculine, almost soft from above. “You are having an enema. I have designed it to be painful as they all will be, but know that they don’t have to be, you just don’t deserve any kindness. You will hold it till I tell you to release it. If you by any unlucky chance happen to expel the contents sooner than I allow I will add time and intensity to the next.