Then, the cost of production and safety concerns with nuclear contamination, will be reduced each year after you replace the old, and run these new un...ts,” Adam was smiling as he answered.“Tell me, Mr. Boyd, will your company go public?” he asked me.“Yes Sir, we plan to have our corporate papers in order in a few days. We’ll soon announce that we’re a public company with shares available on the New York Stock Exchange. We haven’t gotten that far just yet, but we’ve just recently hired these two. "Is it... ?" She pointed at his waist."It's okay. I guess I have new one." Yeah, it's Mike's." Mike?" The guy who attacked you. He was my old boyfriend." What?" he said surprised. He had the penis of the man who crushed his original penis?"Mike had no relatives. I pretended to be his sister and signed the papers. Don't tell anyone about that. You needed a penis and he didn't need his anymore since he's dead."Ian was stunned."Thank you for saving me," she said.Ian simply shrugged. He didn't feel. He was one of the "tall, dark, handsome" types. Blue-green eyes, dark brown hair, clean-shaven face, everything about him were a turn-on to me. I sat on his lap and kissed his lips. I felt his hands resting on my backside. He noticed me and said in clear, plain English, "Delilah, you look very delectable. As delectable as a slice of New York-style cheesecake." His hands went up from my butt to my back as we were still kissing each other's lips. We moved over to my bed. I watched as Frank took. " said Samantha, softly, "Kirsten, go and get him some tea, not too hot." Yes, Mistress." said Kirsten, automatically."He was having some sort of nightmare," she told the others, "I was in here, keeping an eye on him when all of a sudden he started murmuring and squirming around, it just kept escalating until he was thrashing around the bed and ... well, you heard it."She still had her hands on my shoulders, her gaze returned to me and she suddenly pulled me up into her arms."It's okay, baby,.