1. I AM A FUGITIVE FROM ANOTHER GALAXY --3


    Date: 11/28/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    this point. He had done more than two days’ work in just over an hour. Gina took him home to bed--not for sex--he needed rest. She opened the car door for him and led him into the apartment. She stripped off his clothes en route to the bedroom where she laid his exhausted body onto the bed. She joined him a few seconds later, pulled the blanket over their naked bodies and warmed him with her touch. Donald barely heard my words (GREAT WORK, DONALD) before he fell asleep. When he awoke we returned to work again. We repeated the same schedule the next three days running and when we were done the military had a full set of plans for the high-energy electron ray cannon—everything except the control panel, the guts of the device. This was the part that would create and control the ray. Donald and I would make them, but only after he had a chance to rest. I advised General Tobin that we would continue working in another week and that he should use the time to remove all the surveillance cameras from the laboratory. He grumbled heartily, but did agree. Donald and Gina were moved to a five-star hotel in Arlington and given a credit card to cover their expenses. They spent the next week sightseeing in their nation’s capital. Gina commented several times that she was concerned for their safety. (NOT TO WORRY, GINA I DON’T THINK WE’VE BEEN ALONE FOR TWENTY SECONDS EXCEPT FOR WHEN WE’VE BEEN IN THE HOTEL. THERE ARE TWO MILITARY INTELLIGENCE OFFICERS RIGHT OVER THERE. I RECALL SEEING THEM ...
    IN GENERAL TOBIN’S OFFICE. NO…DON’T WAVE. WE DON’T WANT TO EMBARRASS THEM.) When the week was done Donald and I were ready to build the control units. “H…how are you going to stop them from stealing everything,” Donald asked. (IT’S REALLY QUITE SIMPLE. THE UNITS WILL BE SEALED ONCE WE INSTALL THEM TO THE CANNONS. TAMPERING WILL RESULT IN A FEEDBACK CIRCUIT THAT WOULD BE A CATASTROPHE. THE RAY WILL TURN BACK ONTO ITSELF, DESTROYING THE CANNON AND EVERYONE WITHIN SEVERAL HUNDRED YARDS.) (Wow, H…you really mean business.) (I HAVE TO, GINA. THIS IS SUCH A DANGEROUS WEAPON, EVEN IN THE HANDS OF A RESPONSIBLE NATION LIKE THE UNITED STATES. HOWEVER, THERE ARE SPIES LIKE THOSE WHO STOLE THE A-BOMB AND H-BOMB PLANS. THAT WAS BAD ENOUGH, BUT THIS WOULD BE THE WORST. CAN YOU IMAGINE SOMETHING LIKE THE RAY IN THE HANDS OF TERRORISTS? I HAVE TO BE EXTREMELY CAREFUL. THAT IS WHY WE WILL BUILD ALL THE SKELETONS OF THE CONTROLS, WAITING UNTIL THEY ARE ON THE OPERATIONAL UNITS BEFORE COMPLETING THEM.) (I’m glad you’re running this, H. I think we’d be lost without you.) (WITHOUT ME YOUR PEOPLE WOULD BE CAUGHT BY SURPRISE, BUT YOU ARE THE MOST WARLIKE PLANET OF THE MORE THAN 10,000 PLANETS I HAVE STUDIED.) (Ten thousand? How long would that take you?) It was Donald expressing his concern. (IT TOOK ME MORE THAN TWO HUNDRED OF YOUR YEARS. I AM NOW JUST OVER 500 YEARS OLD, BUT THAT IS STILL RELATIVELY YOUNG FOR AQUARIANS. MOST OF US WOULD LIVE TO BE MORE THAN A THOUSAND OF YOUR YEARS.) Gina looked ...
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