Her lips said she wanted it and I did too. I didn't know her name, but I didn't need to know when I filled her cunt full of my seed. I fucked her so h...ard, her tits could have hammered in nails as they flung free out of her tanktop. White goop stained my shorts, since I wasn't wearing any underwear either. She led my by the hand into a dark room and the rest was black.I wake up; not my bed. The girl from last night is nowhere to be found. I glance down at my shorts and they are soaked. I pull my. They had taken the reactionless drive equations and reformulated them in an entirely new way. Their math was elegant and made a kind of sense. I could see nothing wrong with it, and I could see what they were trying to do. However, several higher-order terms were introduced that implied extreme power densities, and the terms were inter-dependent. That meant that the equipment built around the theory had to be carefully balanced or it could easily destabilize. Computer analysis yielded two. I could feel both their eyes following me as I was shown around the villa and for my part I tried to sneak a glance at Cameron's crotch to "size him up", but his shorts were too baggy to provide any real indication as to the size of the contents. Madeline had prepared quite a tasty spread for lunch including a lovely cheese platter and a selection of fresh salads, all washed down with some local white wine. As we sat around the outdoor dining table, Cameron kept stealing glimpses at my. Her hair draped to one side, the other side showing off a long neck, almost erotically exposed shoulder, and the black strap of her bra as the dress had somewhat slipped off the shoulder. All I wanted to do was drink her image into my mind as she rattled on about her life and I nodded or interjected a polite "uh-huh", "wow, or "that's cool." from time to time. She had just ordered a drink, martini I believe, when she noticed that my attention was elsewhere than her story. The waiter brought her.