That last statement she said lingered in my head for a while.oOoA few hours later in the Factory… I was in my usual spot in the back, by the bar.“...hawn, you coming to see her?” Lillian said.“Yeah.”“Yeah, she totally got you.”The more I started to think about it, the more I started to think this:“Am I actually dating a stripper?”Also, the second thing I thought, as Lillian brought by my non-alcoholic beverage of choice to me, was what she said:“The more you go to strip clubs… the more likely you. “I love you buddy, I always have” he said.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, was this dreaming, was he awake.?? I couldn’t be sure, but my heart was pounding. I felt momentarily terrified and paralysed at the same time. I pushed myself against his body, making the sensation of his throbbing cock harder between my legs. The heat coming from that thing was like red hot!! It was starting to become sticky as his precum had oozed onto my leg and was making the sliding motion easier. As my. "We now have a scan of the first ship. It's got a Confed IFF, but I don't recognize the class." What do you mean you don't recognize the class?" Tamara called out. "Most of that is handled by the computers." Oh, we have that," Diana said. "But it's not one of the classes we've seen before. And I did a quick check, the class is not used in the district. It's some missile cruiser. The class is named after some person; I can't even try to pronounce it."Bethany came running back from the locker. " With the power of a construction crane he seized my hips and set me on top of the desk, his previous puddle of prick pudding both warming and wetting my ass cheeks. Grabbing my shoulders he bent me over, not too far since his ludicrous length made up the distance. Stuffing his prizewinning prick into my mouth again, he leaned over and grabbed my hips, suddenly flipping me upside-down. Changing his grip, he rapidly seized my ankles and stretched my body straight, effortless a move for his.