As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,And ...is clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;A bundle of sex toys he had flung on his back,And he looked like a peddler with a really big pack!His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!His ass cheeks like roses, his dickhead like a cherry!His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,When he asked "Flashy can you give me a. “What transporter ring? My data didn’t have this planet as being investigated by Keltrians when I crashed. I’ve also not identified it as an explored system once I knew where this system was in relation to the systems I knew about.”“Well, that is odd. The Faeries histories tell that they came here because the planet had been terraformed and was ready for occupation,” Bette said.“It wasn’t terraformed by my original crew who were assigned to this area of space. I don’t have any records of. We need to take this slow, for real this time."I frowned in disappointment.Amber just started looking around for her clothes. "C'mon. We should get back." You two okay?" Brandi asked as I drove her Camry past the Morris Camp gate and got back on the highway. "You've been awfully quiet ever since you got back from that hike."I glanced in the rearview mirror, my eyes meeting Amber's for a brief moment. But before I could respond, she exhaled slowly and said, "It was an incredible weekend. That. I really felt like asking her if she had a transcript of the encounter, but that probably would not have gone over well. I would just seem like some pervert looking for a cheap thrill. Yet, the idea stuck in the back of my mind. I mean, reading these girls conversations as they cyber in real time without being aware of my presence. Hmmm....now that would be something. Alas, it just didn't seem possible. It did make me sorry I didn't get into computer hacking a bit more though. Though the.