She asked, “Would you mind joining my brother when Mason and I go to dinner? I would appreciate it and Mason would, too.” She grinned. “Actually... Roger would, too, though he won’t admit it. He’s in awe of you.”I sighed. “For you and Mason, I will go. Your brother is not my idea of even a marginal dinner partner though.”Prince Asshole came around the corner having heard my statement. “Why not?”I said, “Because you’re an asshole and an ill-mannered boor to top it off.”I continued, “Apparently,. Two of them never returned from the inaugural mission and they were recorded as lost in space. The remaining ships did countless missions, but eventually they were all lost in space. It is possible they found, or stumbled upon, a rift and they were never able to return!““So, how long ago did that project start?““They began the Colonial Project almost 3 million Earth years ago.“Mark coughed in surprised and almost choked on his coffee, “3 million years! So it’s a definite possibility that life. She parked the car and excitedly hopped out. I, on the other hand, was a tad nervous. What if someone saw me here? What if I knew someone inside? I pushed that anxiety down, hopped out of the car, and walked into the adult store with Courtney.This was hedonistic heaven. There were toys and videos and more toys. It was overwhelming for a woman who had never used, let alone owned, a toy.“Come with me. I’ll show you around,” Court said with a smile. “These are the dildos. You’ll want at. None of it matters - it's empty baggage, a burden you needn't bear. Here, to be free of it is a simple choice - your choice - no one else's."He moved closer, finally edging the head of his cock just inside her. He waited until her cunt tightened around it, then went deeper, filling her slowly with inch after inch of rigid flesh. Each time with him was as if she was taken by a new lover, the unyielding girth of his sex stretching her, then the solid presence filling her belly, possessing her.