Starr," she said. "I meant to call, but I couldn't. I heard it was a car accident." No, it was an aneurysm. One minute she was laughing and the next....."I couldn't talk about it. It had been almost three years and I still couldn't.Tara left her chair and sat on the couch next to me. She took my hand and held it on her knee, patting it. I looked at her with teary eyes and forced a weak smile."So what are you doing here?" I came to say hello." No, I mean here ... in Phoenix."Tara stood up and held. I’m hoping the solitude of the park will ease my troubled mind. I see a break in the tree line and make my way through. It opens up to a boulder lined river. The perfect space to relax.I find a nice flat rock and get comfortable. One hand under my head I stretch across it, legs lightly parted and d****d down the sides. The skirt of my already short sundress slides even further up my thighs and lazily flutters in the light breeze. I close my eyes enjoying the feel of the sun and the sound of the. I pulled and tugged on my nipples with little ease they were hard, but not hard enough. I massaged and pinched with variable pressure every now and then wetting my nipples and blowing air on them. In no time they were so hard they could cut glass and my pussy was throbbing in agony for me to step it up. I rubbed harder and harder and then I finally allowed myself my clit, the one button to turn everything inside me on. Press, push and start, I was all fired up and ready to go! I realized my. Truman had video of the base commander asking Ellen if they could talk privately about Roger. They had left the Base in their suits. The Commodore had later re-entered the Base through a different airlock, alone.Ellen didn't have an implant that the AIs could track. However, the Commodore did. A review of implant tracking data showed where he'd stopped for some time, right in the middle of the new prohibited zone. On my orders, Truman dispatched a remote to retrace his path and found Ellen's.