The decor and bedding were lightest green, some floral pattern, but not overly feminine. The floor was wooden and bare, but deliberately so, and not a... cheap or cold feel. I put my hand on the bed, which was firm to the touch, I hate climbing onto or into a bed without knowing how it might respond. But before I could take in any more of my surroundings, Emily put herself in my arms, lifted her head towards mine and, after a moment or two of looking as deeply into my eyes as she could possibly. ”“They are gone for two million years.”“The shafts of knowledge are still on Koken. Go there and do your research. No cost and effort to be spared. Take and recruit what you need.”Vorneun was no longer as pessimistic. “Yes I will do that. I wondered why we left all that knowledge there in the first place.”“Because the shafts are dangerous and they do not easily give up the information and only Kermac can access them so we cannot use thralls. I value my existence more than knowledge, but you are. I mean, really? Me? Spoiled? Come on.”“Did you hit the call button,” Emily asked.With a snort, I said, “Yep. This jerk complained that the beds sucked and kept setting off calls when the guy wasn’t even near the button. Then he told her he would tell her when he finished. She ignored any other ones I tried to do after that. He finally got to my eyes, and I told him that I was hypersensitive to light. Instead of listening to me, he used his body to hold me down so he could force my eyes open and. So fast forward again several months. My Mrs. Was going out of town to visit family so I came home early to take her to the airport. After dropping her off I come home and play so games on the computer and indulge in a night of heavy drinking knowing that I had the house to myself for the next week. I go and pass out, about 4:30 in the morning I am awaken from my drunken slumber by the feel of a wet mouth sucking on my cock. At this point I haven’t even put it all together yet that. Hey dumb.