My mind made up, I travelled back to my residential floor. In the elevator, a bold crewman asked about my long hair. He had a good laugh when I said i... was the latest in vacation fashion for castaways. The question made me pause in contemplation for a moment before asking him for directions to the personal-care lounge. I could get a haircut there. He happily granted my request. Fortunately, the stylists were located just off this elevator on deck ten, so it wouldn't be hard to find. He exited a. Drier spots had already started tocrust a little. Tammy could feel her spunk-sprayed skin tighten up as someof the jism dried. "I want to fuck her doggy-style," Larry said, jacking his aching cockand bouncing it off Tammy's face. "Yeah, that sounds good," Robbie said. "Get up on the sofa, Tammy," hesaid, watching her as she moved, his heart thumping wildly. Tammy slowly and sensuously got up off the floor and turned around,putting her knees far apart on the edge of the sofa. She rested. " Okay ... here we go ... just getting a grip ... and ... Hold on, I gotta imagine a smaller rock ... that's better. Here we go and ... Holy Shit!"Pete retreated from the veteran guide's mind and his perspective shifted back to the dining room."What happened?" Asked Skip, concerned."It exploded - the barrier - when I hit it with the rock, it just exploded. If that had been a real window I would have been cut to ribbons. I guess it sort of freaked me out. Do you think it will work?" I'm not. I should never have gone in the first place, but at least now I have the very great pleasure of telling the story to every Goddess I’ve worshipped, and enjoying their laughter as they hear it.The first time I met Miss Danica was in a studio in London. I’d carefully looked around and chosen one run by a non-professional couple, so that I’d feel comfortable turning up in my mac and cap. I was pretty nervous, meeting a Goddess I’d worshipped for years, and not sure what She’d make of a pervert in.
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