"You must do a lot of reading and research." I've had a great deal of spare time while travelling across the Solar System," the captain admitted. "But...isn't this the kind of conversation you'd expect to have with your husband? He's an academic, isn't he? I'd have thought you'd always be talking about things like Relativity, Quantum Physics and so on." Well, yes," Beatrice said, "I suppose we do. But Paul's conversations are very different to yours. He's mostly interested in describing how. “Only for you Daddy!” I reply in cheerfully innocent voice.I take a step towards you and you grab me by the hips and force me to my knees. You start to unbuckle your jeans. I reach my hand out to help you but you slap it away and say, “Did I tell you to move?”“N-no,” I reply.You finish pulling your pants open releasing your monster dick. I'm just staring, until you grab me by the back of my head, wrapping your fingers in my hair, forcing my head down onto your dick. I gag a little. You start. In ten years, you’ll be making six figures and so will Steve. I’ll probably never make more than $35,000 or $40,000 a year, unless somebody decides to pay college professors like baseball players!”“Doubtful,” I chuckled. “But then again, I’m a decadent capitalist, so I’m the wrong person to complain to!”“Practicing for your Russians tomorrow?” Jessica asked with a smirk.“Tanya was the most strident believer in world socialism of any of them,” I said. “Heck, if anything, Lyusya is even more. ”“Thanks. I’d like to take my desk and chair, my computers and the computer desks, my TV, my stereo, my clothes and my books. I’m going to buy a larger bed because I only have a twin.”“That shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll give you some money towards furniture for your new place because you’ll need to buy a couch, table, chairs and stuff. And no arguments!”“Thanks again. I’m going to unpack and do some laundry before bed. I also need to call Elyse and let her know about the apartment. It’s a.