.. grabbing your man muscle with my right, I begin stroking, slowly ... firmly... you squirm around a bit...gently tugging your balls, tugging your me...t, I lean closer, you feel my hot breath between your legs as I ask " does my baby want to cum " " God yes" you reply. "Does my baby have a big fuckin' load for me ?" " Fuck.. the biggest". Your knob is shiny with precum now. I kiss the very tip, As I look up at you, precum strings from my lips to your knob. I wink and press my lips to your cock. Mind you I had on shorts and I did not bother to wear under wear after a wore a jock strap. (its a football thing). She was rubbing my legs and she started to compliment me on my physique and she said some other stuff that was flirtatious. I told her something of the sort, like her being one of the hottest moms out of the group of friends. She smiled at me and kept rubbing my leg, then it happend. She rubbed under my shirts and she felt my semi hard dick. Her soft touch of her fingertip made. A projected image sprang up between us, a familiar Ship rendering of Old Sol in logarithmic scale: the four inner planets huddled closely around the warmth of a yellow star, the cooler gas giants orbiting distant and serene.“If Longshot’s water had been lifted from the inner system, or anywhere nearby –”A thin, partially transparent red torus, its outer and inner edges not quite enclosing the ellipses of Venus and Mars, swept through the orbit of our home planet.“– the isotopic profile of its. No one really remembered him, just the quiet person that sat inthe back. He made no connections. College life was the same. Picking acollege and major at random it really didn't matter. He just needed enoughmoney to survive. After graduation his invisible existence continued,sitting behind a desk all day doing his work and then leaving without afuss.John Andrews existed nothing more, nothing less.The invisible man did have his virtues. He was a kind man, always helped astranger, would lend.