You whisper into Red's ear as she swallows against the salty tip of my thick shaft. Slowly, she frees me leaving strands of saliva hanging from my coc..., swinging with every pulse of blood running through its veins.You both lay on the bed, Red's voice telling me to stay there as your eyes betray her. She doesn't have our connection, our need to be in and around each other, and tonight that is a blessing as she is determined to enjoy us for herself as much as we will enjoy her. Her hand slips. Windows were opened to let the breeze dissipate the smell of fresh paint. After saying a quick prayer at the Davidsons' grave, we left for the day and for supper at my parents' house.I was a little disappointed that we couldn't complete the move all at once. However, tomorrow looked promising. We spent one more night in my old bedroom on the bed that we had readied for the move except sheets. At least tonight, I didn't have to worry about banging the headboard against the wall! The headboard. I felt very, very embarrassed.The following week dragged on and I tried to avoid my two best friends. It worked for some of the time."Dude, you're such a jerk! What, just cause Carly and Sam are sweet on each other, you gotta be all weirded out by it?" Gibby questions. after cornering me."Uhh, let's think about that for a sec. YES."Next, he'll be proclaiming his own homosexuality or something like that. Why else would Gibby be so defensive about Sam and Carly's sexual preferences? I had to. It wasn't our fault that the effects of the mine got out of hand." AI," Selina said as she stared at one of his vid pickups, "Are you certain our exploits in the other galaxy are thoroughly hidden in your memory." Affirmative, Commander. I have more at stake than the two of you do. You might be disciplined for not reporting our travels and return from the other galaxy, but if I am found guilty, they will shut me down and mindwipe me – kill me. My files and memory will reflect what we have.