Enough of this. Even I know thinking about it all the time can't be helping things. I looked at the situational display. We were approaching the meeti...ng place I had suggested to Karl.The Flying Dutchman landed in the clearing.Five minutes later Karl poked his head out of the underbrush."Joe." Yes." Deactivate the cloak." Done." Open the hatch." Done."I went to the hatch and waited for Karl to come aboard. "Welcome to the Flying Dutchman. This way." I led him to the lounge/workroom.Karl took a. I guess Grandpa never got around to taking it down."With that she went back upstairs, and I went straight to the coal bin door. I flipped the latch, pushed the door open and peered inside. I could see that the room had been used for storage; there were still a couple of boxes on the floor, a couple of chairs sat against one wall, and something fairly big covered by an old sheet. Everything had a thick layer of dust on it. I pulled the sheet off. There before my eyes was an old weight bench,. They did get together for lunch sometimes, but it was always in apublic place. And Dan was a pretty straight arrow and a likeable guy. Iconsidered him a friend and so did Brenda. I wondered what it was aboutBrenda and me that made us oil and water.Well, that wasn't worth worrying about. I had come up with a plan ofaction as I got ready for bed. The very next day, I'd be in WallyMoore's office. I would tell our esteemed news director that I wanted afield assignment and wanted it right now. I. With that she said that her costume was too tight anyway and was started to chaff her and just proceeded to remove it. Then getting back on the mat said, ‘shall we continue’? her little body was perfect, breasts small but firm, nipples erect, stomach perfectly flat, and her pussy pink and puffed up with a small amount of soft blonde hair.‘you can take your costume off if you like’, she said, like in a daze I did as I was told and removed my trunks, ‘wow that’s big, bigger than my boyfriend’s’.