A scene faded in, it sure looked like the inside of a space ship. Sex Jack took the metal slab in his hands like you would hold a tablet. Something your words do not have the ability to convey, and perhaps you do not have this mechanism in you physiology. The line that appeared around the top of the box left a darker ring around it. She traced his back feeling the muscles flex reminding her of the power they hold, urging even more lust from her, flooding her loins with warmth, love and moisture. The women in the room gasped, the space babe’s beauty was a thing to behold. “Our story begin a very long time ago…” Natalia began. “What does it feel like?” Justin asked. He had opted for his left hand in case shit happened he would still have his good old friend his right hand. A loader bar appeared and something below in a strange script, maybe indicating some sort of progress. “What question? Making it much less prone to stress fractures and it could be net casted like plastic.”
“Thanks for the very boring science lesson dude.” Theo says.
