The event that started everything that had happened the Friday previous. A middle aged man draped in his white cotton towel sat on one of the comfort...ble black clothed chairs with a massive erection hidden partly by his hand and the towel, his eyes were glued to the angled television Wesley could not see. The middle aged man glanced over to Wesley and smiled, he had a well-groomed goatee looking less than a week old. He turned back to the television and started to stroke himself slowly up and. "Yes," replied Shaw, looking at the colonel in puzzlement."It would have to be somewhere there, there is nothing else in our physics," said Igwanda cryptically. "Zo, I wish you to begin a full scan across everything that equipment can read. Start at the low end and move up. Report anything you find, even if it seems meaningless."Shaw shook his head sadly. "Colonel, you won't find anything, they're way too primitive to have even basic radio. When we did it on the Gardener the only thing we got. " You're interfering and it's probably going to bring you nothing but trouble." We'll see," she replied.An hour later, she brewed a pot of tea and we took it into the lounge. The doorbell rang just after we'd finished drinking."That'll be her now," Jenny announced, jumping up and racing towards the front door.I followed and stood at the entrance to the hall, watching as she opened the front door and let Vanessa in. The pair hugged and I retreated back into the comparative safety of the lounge,. She lifted the pants with one hand and slid her other hand inside.“I was, I was…”“You were pressing your boner against my body,” she finished for him.“Aw, fuck,” he said.She opened his pants. “Hey, can I kiss it?”“No!” he said. But the way she was stroking it felt good. “Just a little. One peck.”She nodded and slid her body down to his legs.“I’m going to hell,” he muttered as he felt her lips smack against his cock.“Lick?” she asked.He threw his hands up and nodded.She retreated back to his.