Page 161 - My FlipBook

“Is there any way to teleport this someplace where it will be
inaccessible to everyone? Or can we send it into the sun? We
have to keep it out of the wrong hands.”

Sexpot nuzzles her face into Linda’s breast and thinks for a
moment. Then she nods her head.

“We have to do it now. Play after.” Trash says softly. With that,
Sexpot jumps up and runs to the luggage whistling and waving
her hands at Trash as she goes. He reaches into his pocket,
retrieves the object and hops over to open the bag. The top of
the basketball opens and he helps Sexpot inside. She gives him
a smile. “Thanks Sexpot.” He says. She takes a deep breath,

completely overjoyed at the name he has given her. ‘He is a
fine Dicklord.’ She thinks to herself.

Sexpot scans the solar system for places to put the object. Her
two closest choices are to send it into the sun or to take it to a
spot on the surface of Jupiter, where there is some kind of
temporal warp in space. The temporal warp is less dangerous

than going to the general vicinity of the sun. Either place would
be about as safe for keeping the object hidden. Selfishly, she
decided that she wants to return to her Dicklord and his other
Sexpot in one piece, so she chooses the temporal warp on
Jupiter.

Allan R. Emery 151