I still felt terrible. I went into the kitchen and Mary was eating breakfast."God, Jack. Did you get any sleep? You look like shit." I know. I'm worri...ed about Jill." Oh, come on. Lighten up. She's obviously planning on sticking around or she wouldn't have come over yesterday to check on Sara." Yeah, I know. It bothers me that she doesn't know how much I want us to be together. I keep thinking she's going to decide it's not worth waiting for me to decide she's good enough for her and take off. I. He was describing my curves and how sexy are, and my hair, my butt, my lips, I was going so crazy listening to the things he was saying about me. He also called me a sex goddess. I didn’t respond to anything. Suddenly he asked me to stop the car. He leaned towards me and stretched his hand towards the right side of the steering and showed me how to adjust the light. He was moving it up and down. By doing so he was brushing my boobs too, up and down. I knew he was doing it on purpose but I. The blood expanded in his veins. “Except your pussy,” he sighed, running his slick fingers over her mound and lips. “Jeezus ... if there were ever the perfect convergence of texture and contour ... accidental sculpture ... like the kind of accident constellations are made of.”He traced the shape of her slit with his fingers. Up. Down. Across. He opened his mouth and let a hot rush of breath wash over her fresh mound.“You’re just an obsessed maniac,” she said.He peeled her lips open with his. However between the battle and crash landing, the core engines and Light speed Drive were badly damaged, stranding the Ithaca on the ground. Under the guidance of Commander Romo, the ship's crew was able to establish a makeshift base around the ship's unloading ramp, erecting barracks, a mess hall, an armory, and forward command center all surrounded by 20 ft concrete walls and protected by over a dozen manned turrets. The damage to the ship would take months to repair with a limited crew and.