" Like it, fuck, I love it, damn, it feels, so, damn good."I started speeding up a bit faster a little bit more, till I was going all most as fast as ... could, then I held a steady speed for a little bit, then just before she had another orgasm, I slowed down some, and held a steady speed again.When I slowed down to the slower steady speed, I felt Martha's tongue on my balls, then as I pulled my cock outward, I felt her tongue on my hard shaft, and then at Sarua's pussy lips, as my cock slid in. Simple, huh?”“Your ‘Mind Ship’?” Jake asked, picking out the other oddity in the turn of her words.“Well, yeah,” Lisa said. “We created it using the nuclear power in my mind and just teleported the image from my mind into orbit. What would you call it?”“That ship is made out of mental energy?” Jake asked, half-rising from his chair and reaching for the panic button. “It’s not real?”“No, of course not! I mean – it’s real! It’s solid!” Lisa exclaimed, trying to keep up with his questions. “We. Sam and Colleen were on duty for the evening. Roy and Irene were enjoying a Friday night out.Tamara and I retired to the sofa and put on some music. Audrey, Susan, and Lena were in the kitchen. I could hear them calling out items for the grocery list.For the first time, we had a family night at the house.I climbed out of bed early the next morning and went for a run. Sam kept up but I don't think he was too keen on the early morning run. He asked if we could spar for a few minutes when we got. Years in which he might have watched his child grow. He'd told Keen the story he'd related when undercover as the courier was just something he made up for his cover. She saw right through that. Of course it was true. And here he was again, and all he had left in this world was his job.He'd poured himself a shot of whiskey within minutes of arriving home. He had wanted the whiskey to mask his thoughts, to try and keep his mind off everything - but it was failing miserably. He'd lost count of.