"I know," she said. But don't go yet. "Give me a massage and I'll never mention it again." You promise?" I asked her, She just went to her bed and lay... down on her back and pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her bare back exposed and those pointless black shorts over her ass. "15 minutes and you're free," she said as she turned her head back.I sat on her butt and gently kneaded her shoulders and back for a couple minutes until she resituated by sitting against her headboard and placing her. Can't say I blameher."He looked at her as if for the first time."Wait...you're her husband?"She stared back at him."No offense intended, ma'am. Just that she told me she was married, likea housewife. I just assumed...no offense, really..." It's all right." A wave of her hand.Jocelyn turned to Sharon. Her eyes were bloodshot, but she seemed allright otherwise."He started to strangle me," she said. "That's the last thing I remember.Then I was lying on the ground, and Bart helped me up and brought. It was glistening with her love juices which she then ordered me to lick off it. Then she leand back on the bed and lit up a cigarette. She loves to smoke during sex and she knows that i love to see her with a cigarette dangling out the corner of her mouth. Sometime she takes a deep drag and then kisses me, passing the smoke even though i am a none smoker myslef. other times she will blow smoke over my cock while she sucks or wanks me off. But on this occasion she was in the mood to demonstrate. 82% of the speed of light. Each second of Kyle's and Brianna perceived time appeared as 1.0802 seconds to Honolulu flight control. From Honolulu's perspective, the next slip jump would occur in twenty minutes. From the slip-ship's perspective, the jump would occur in 18 minutes and 31 seconds.Kyle joined Brianna on the bridge. He stared at the monitors for a moment. "I don't understand why the outside viewers aren't a blur of stars." Oh, they used to be. I've switched to tactical display..