‘Jealous?’ Ayla asked. ‘No, you’ve given me no reason to be jealous of any man,’ Shane replied. Ayla smiled and hugged Shane. ‘Good,’ s...he said simply. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Aya, are you okay?’ Shane asked from the doorway of the bathroom. ‘Are you sick again?’ he added, not really needing an answer, Ayla hovering over the toilet answered the questions for him as a million thoughts running through his mind. ‘I feel like shit. The flu is going around at work,’ Ayla groaned. ‘Are you pregnant?’ Shane. When both our pants were down, the twins stripped completely, I could see the other guys cock just glistening with pre-cum while my cock was just starting to get hard, while the twins cunt was shaved and their tits hard. One of the twins started to rub my cock again, while the other laid down and motioned the guy to put his rock hard cock into her juicy wet cunt. Probably due to him being a virgin who had been edging for days, as soon as his cock entered her vagina he said he was going to cum.. As I climbed out of the pool, the woman followed."The sauna will be ready for us," she said. Then, removed her swimsuit, washed off the pool water with the hand shower and disappeared inside.Taking this as an invitation, I stripped off my trunks and followed her. She unfurled her towel and lay down on top of it. I sat on mine, arms awkwardly draped across my legs so as to provide concealment without making the effort too obvious.We chatted inconsequentially, (something I later discovered to be. At least the part about having a clue about how to get back to Confederacy space.In my last letter, I believe that I mentioned that we were pursuing an anomalous signal that seemed to be coming from the equivalent of a spaceship's black box? I'm sure I did. I think I mentioned that we had to have the replicator build tens of thousands (if not millions) of tiny drones that could then be configured in such a manner that they formed a steerable space-borne radio telescope in essence. But in order.