" I swirled my tongue with his spit and leaned down, taking one nut as much as I could into my mouth, my tongue sweeping over the wrinkled skin. "Atta... boy. Suck that nut," I heard, and I went to the other one. His thick meat slapped against my face and I held it as I suckled him, lapping my tongue all around him, and I was hard myself as he grunted and groaned. He suddenly lifted me up and placed me on the edge of the pool, baring my cock, but he didn't go for it. My body was beholden to him as. "The second thing we need to do is to build some of the weapons I've always dreamed about. So far all we've made are newer and better personal weapons. If we are ever going to prevail against their superior numbers, we need to make things on a much bigger scale. We need to take to the air and attack them from there. We need ordnance and armoured weapons that will let us strike them with mighty blows!" Why not from space? We should build space craft and attack them from above the planet. They'll. I wasn't paying much attention to the other people in the bar, at least not until I heard a very familiar laugh. I hadn't heard it in years, but the laugh was so distinctive that I knew who it had to be. I got up from my table and went looking. He was at a table at the back of the bar with two women and another man and even though I might be intruding I walked toward his table. When I got close enough I said, "Excuse me, but the bartender told me I could find the only man in the world uglier. Our last combat exercise results showed, it worked just as Har-Hi said it would.We were greeted at the door with a rough throated cheer. Cotton came around the chairs and pounded our shoulders, then handed out cigars. “Fine job boys, fine job indeed. The Commander of the 4th Squadron owes me a whole case of these now. So in light of your accomplishments I am giving you both two days off, before the big day!”He pointed his cigar at me and added. “Viking, I mean two days off. I don’t want to see.