"Hummm, maybe it affects the mind more than I thought?" Chip whisperedand motioned for me to follow. "You'll be ok, the projector must havedisoriented... you... it should clear up in a while."He stopped at the stairs and gestured that I should lead the wayupwards. I did as he suggested and walked up and into the kitchen. Hepaused me at the kitchen window and by gently directing me to face thewindow. "What do you see in your reflection?" Well, I... I see me... and you!" I thought it was odd for him. I knew if she kept this up that I would cum. I told her that if she continued teasing me that I was going to cum on myself. “That would be a waste of good cum,” she replied, “I’ll stop.”She stopped stroking me and my cock started to ache. She never took her hand off of me, she simply stopped moving. I reached down and got a handful of hair in my hand and started forcing her head toward my dick. I was again anticipating the gasp of air and the familiar warm, soft wetness of the inside of. The next morning..."I want you to take the money you made in tips and go out and buy someclothes for yourself. Earrings and other jewelry too." But I don't know what to buy! I don't have a clue!" I'll make a list, but a woman your age knows what to buy, and certainlydoesn't need another woman to tell her! I'll make the list while you getdressed."She handed it to me, then pointed at the door. Looking at the list, Iknew I didn't have enough money to get everything, because on the listwere...blow. It was a sublevel of the station that had been isolated from the main structure, with only one way in or out. The room it let into was the sheriff’s office, so only anyone who had the keys to go in could access it.What Daved had found in here after the old goat had died was ... scarifying. There had been all sorts of illegal weapons, narcotics, torture devices, the works. He’d also found the bodies of several people who’d gone missing there. Most of them had been women, but there were a few.