A little portly in the midsection as older men tend to get, but he was dressed nicely with a knit sweater and button up shirt underneath and khaki pan...ts with a crisp crease. I think he could tell I wasn't interested in reading my book and so he asked if I was wouldn't mind chatting with him to pass the few hours of our trip. We started with the usual where was I from(America) and what I was doing in England. A very respectable older gentleman. He sat down in the seat next to me and I learned. Technically Itoo had had it worse in the asteroid mine. A well-behaving girl wouldn'tbe in threat of dying from exposure to the void. She wouldn't get hurt inan industrial accident. At least one person would care about her well-being. She'd get presents and kisses and bodily attention.Despite lacking testicles, I was steadily aroused due to the implants.The dizzying need was exacerbated by the stream of pornography, whichcontinuously filled the wall-screen. Weirdest material had been. I began to wonder if I had chosen a bad time to come or not. I opened the door to the theatre and walked in. Up on the screen, three men were madly making love in positions I had never even imagined possible. There was maybe eight or so men in the theatre spread throughout. I sat down a few seats into the main section and began to watch the men on screen do what I had only imagined in my jackoff fantasies. My cock was stiffening in my jeans."Hi there fella! Any body sittin here?" asked a man in. Up to that time Isabel had shown no signs of fear, although her mind was terribly tossed and disturbed, but not until that very moment when she saw him again had she known how strong the fear of the vengeful tavern owner had constantly been with her.Falling back onto the time when her submissiveness could find no voice, in the presence of the human monster that held dominion over her, she tried to push beyond that and managed to say in Spanish with a small voice, "What had I done that I should.