He was still cold. The surface he lay upon was chilly and hard, and it was covered in some sort of sharp sand. He moved his fingers and could feel the... grit; a thick layer of oily dust with sharp little rocks mixed in.A finger found a little indent, and he traced it, left, up, right, down.Tiles, he was lying on dusty, cold tiles. Small and not all of the same shape. This made sense to him. He had been in a transporter room in the city called Futura, on the continent called Jahnville, which was. .feeling the warmth of our cum around my cock We layed there triying to get our breath back and she said he had never been able to cum like that just from fucking. So I'm still softly caressing her and she falls sound asleep. So I get up and have to take that after cum pee...I come out of the bathroom to see my buddy passed out and his girl naked and playing with her pussy. She is a hot redhead with a furry red pussy to match. I look at her and said so i take it you didn't get what you wanted.. " Kim said, as she smelled the aroma of dark French roast. "This is exactly what the doctor ordered." Kim, if you want, you can use the shower upstairs. We have guest towels out and I can loan you some soap and conditioner," Helen said. "Liz, you can finish up these onions and peppers can't you?" Sure. Give me the apron wench." Here follow me Kim." Helen said.Upstairs in the bathroom, Helen gave Kim a pair of very large towels. "Here is some body wash and shampoo. I don't know what conditioner. A firm handshake. Business like. Eye contact all the time. A pregnant pause. Must be my turn to speak…Finally, I blurted ’Pete Beech. Nice to meet you’.‘Peter, please take a seat’ she said.Peter? Only my grandma calls me Peter! Oh I get it. She’s introduced as Chris and comes back with ‘Christine’. Formal, I thought. Even for an interview that seemed too stuffy for someone so young. And now I’m Peter.Chris, sorry, Christine Harper is a very striking lady. Elegant. Needs little or no make up..