..Brittany was happy; the others had missed it — missed the Master's words. She couldn't blame them, Brent's dialogue the past month had been largel...y restricted to groans of orgasmic pleasure, cackles of delight, and the words: fuckfuckfuckfuck ... trailing off into incoherence. His harem had grown, and he had grown — in many ways. His Jaccuzzi had been expanded, to allow mass-orgies with as many as sixteen shifter -women at once. There was rarely anything to talk about, the nubile alien. I was always dead quiet cos I was usually nervous an' so I didn't say much. So the hooter goes for dinner time and I goes to the toilet and not thinkin' I has a piss an' as I'm shakin it off, the bloke next to me bursts out laughin'! "Fuck me mate! That's like a sock full o' sand, that is"! I just blushed and smiled and stuffed me cock in me trousers an' washed me hands quick and walked out the toilets dead quick! I didn't think that he'd tell anyone, but that afternoon, some of the blokes. Even if they did, they were afraid to articulate it. They let the gentle breeze prey on their minds and carry away the name for their woe.September 2027Despite their concerns, their first harvest was surprisingly bountiful. They had nearly double the amount of corn and sunflower than they really needed. Clark was worried that the second generation of seeds they had collected from the previous year’s hybrid corn would end up producing a poor crop. To be true, there were many stalks that either. Once it was up and running, only the Trucking guys have responded. I send Jill an email asking her to send 100 stock certificates to the two managers of the trucking company who were making Jaxson, Inc. a tremendous amount of money through the tire purchase and sale, that included the installation. We still have a long line of independent truckers who are purchasing the tires and are very happy that they are getting such a deal.Since there is really no further emails to read, I close my laptop.