Few of them wanted to tell John their thoughts, though, as they all knew how much work he had put into producing and starring in the movie. Erika had ...not heard much of John since, and his presence here was confusing her. "It's been a while since I've seen you. How you been?" I'm fine," John shrugged, sitting down at the bar beside her. "Just dealing with stuff. You know how it is."Erika nodded. "Are you and Kelly on the rocks again?" To the public eye, John Travolta seemed to have a happy. I wouldn't call it torture, exactly. Torture is having Beezelebub's little pecker jabbing at you for a century or two.Larry: May I say, you're rather graphic, and a bit crude.Don't say crude. That's so judgemental. It panders to, the other sort.Larry: My apolgies. Now, the notebook?Ok, ok, back to my notebook. I get distracted. You sure I can't get you a cold drink? haha, sorry, a little joke. So yes, where were we? Enough of the old days. Everything was outlawed. You can't fuck a goat or a. The destroyer was in so many pieces that there was very little left serviceable. The battle ship, on the other hand looked perfect, except for the hole in its flank and the thick growth of coral and other marine life coating its hull.Our probe's sensors found power still on in the battleship and many of the systems still working. One of the exceptions was the shield that had completely collapsed. The hull was made of Tandra ceramic and thus could even here withstand the pressure without. She reached between my legs and grasped my hard cock through my bikini briefs, which were very wet with my pre-cum. ‘I thought you took those off before you came to bed.’ ‘I wanted you to do it.’ I said. Beth knelt beside me and pulled them off as I raised my ass off the bed. My cock isn’t huge, barely 6 inches in length, but it is very thick and it was standing at attention. Beth ran her fingers over my cock, gently feeling the skin of my shaft. ‘I’ve never touched a man before.’ She said.