How to shoot. How to kill. How to die. It was the sense memories of who knows how many pilots, unfurling into my brain and fusing to my neurons. I did...’t know how the Machines knew about them – the sensations were ghostly and ephemeral. They lasted only long enough to impart their knowledge, and to leave a clammy aftertaste on my tongue. I had the ghost memory of what it felt, to have scorching flames from an exploding fuel tank rush along my forearms. Of the sudden, sharp snap of a missile. Jess had her hand resting on my knee, with my hand resting upon hers, and Emma was looking at me shyly, then at Jess and her look had my cock swelling in my trousers. Using my free hand I placed it casually over my lap to hide my hard-on. I got the impression that Emma was on the verge of saying something, or asking a question, but couldn’t pluck up the courage. But maybe that was the alcohol influencing my erotic thoughts, that must of made me think that way. The cab ride back was filled with. More

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