"In a bit over an hour they awarding you a 'Public Service Medal.' You'll be able to add 'PSM' to your business cards." I must have looked as though I...'d been clubbed. "Are you OK?" A medal? A PSM? For me? Wow!" As I understand it, you'll be the first from the CSIRO. Usually they go to people who risk their lives saving idiots from a flood or an avalanche or to retiring outback postmen or politicians. But don't get me wrong. This is wonderful. They're recognizing something significantly valuable. You acted as if I offended you, or hit you, or cheated on you. And now, after all this time, after I finally swallowed what feelings I did have for you, just to salvage a friendship YOU wanted, here you go, 6 months later, in my home, asking me what went wrong, as if our relationship just fell apart of it’s own will. Sure, I’ll forgive you, in due time. But tonight, sweetheart, isn’t that time. And tomorrow isn’t looking too good either. Good night.’ Before I could go into the bedroom, she. My dick started to go hard as a rock once again. Her long hair got wet, her holy body was wet. I grabbed some body wash liquid and started rubbing her back and tits.Her tits got really pointy as she was just as horny as I was. I couldn’t resist and started poking her pussy once again. She was getting wet and started squirting. She was making the loudest orgasms ever while screaming my name.I went down and started licking the outside of the pussy as I slowly worked myself to the middle, her. .. it really was kind of exciting! I felt like a rock star!"Okay girls leave Adam Jennings alone!" L'natria said. Then she turned to me. "It is getting late... we will camp here overnight and head back to Kupolinis in the morning.I sat down on a large rock and watched the women set up the tents and prepare what I assumed passed for food here on this bizarre planet. The tents were made from a material I was unfamiliar with–it looked like a hide of some sort, but it was incredibly thin and.