" Talk about me and Mark! I thought Kristy was going to make love to you right there on the dance floor. And when we got home she was all over you and...you were encouraging her. Damn it Sandy, I went to sleep listening to you begging her to fuck you harder and deeper. I'd say you are the ones who had the best time," I said angrily."Now it's my turn to say I couldn't help myself. She did drive me crazy last night, she is so strong and that big cock. Plus damn it, she knows just what a woman. The troop barges would be further out, waiting for a secure docking, or a combat docking if that was needed.I had never piloted a fighter. I could, but I lacked the fast responses needed for such a maneuverable craft. The ship was little different from an ore carrier, just smaller. My ship ‘Nome Adventurer’ used the same controls and powerplant. That’s why I say I could pilot a fighter. The difference was in the mass. My ore carrier was large, bulky and basically a tow truck. It was also. Too bad your jeans aren't a little tighter though.If you want to wear jeans why don't you order some ladies jeans onlinetomorrow, some tops to match too maybe get a girdle that's padded at thehips, round you out a bit more. I'll leave you one of my credit cards,"he mused. We finished supper and I cleaned up the dishes. I mentioned maybemowing the lawn the next morning but Ted told me, "Ladies work is in thehouse, I'll handle the yard work." And with that the evening went on.I felt better. “Fair enough,” Gath said. “Let’s do this thing.”As before, it was absurdly easy. They passed three people during the trip, only one of whom acknowledged them in any way. That had been Corporal Bingbutt, who stopped Gath long enough to tell him goodbye and exchange the parting shake with him. She did not ask who the armored people were or where they were going. She hardly even glanced at them.Upon arrival in the hangar, Gath led his two friends quickly around the perimeter of the building to the.