Note: This is the property of Prolonged_Debut10. All information is available at Literotica .com. All persons in this NOVEL are fictitious. There will be very little sex and it will not be of a graphic or vile nature. I hope you take this journey me as you did in my previous works. There will a great deal of science, how interpersonal relationships work in an enclosed space, and we will find the people who are responsible for trying to blow up the largest rocket ever made in the United States, as well as those people who intend to destroy the Good Luck 2.
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Chapter 9
36. Last to Launch
"She's ready to fly, Monty."
"I'm just going to remind you one more time Jack; if that rocket blows up, Hannah's pussy and your tongue are the only way you are going to have sex ever again."
"Why am I always the one that gets screwed, when he fucks up?"
"Don't worry Hannah, if he fucks up this time, you won't be getting screwed ever again."
"Come here Jack, I have something I want to say to you."
"Are you going to hit me?"
"No, I'm going to kiss you good luck."
"In that case, I'll be there my love."
Jack approached her and true to her promise she kissed him feverishly. Then she did something he didn't expect. She grabbed his balls and squeezed them as if they were lemons.
He tried to fall to the ground, but she wouldn't allow him that comfort.
"That rocket is not going to fail is it Jack?"
In as much of a voice as he could muster he said, "I promise sweetheart that rocket is going to land in Times Square. It will sing our message all the way there. Please let me go, or we will never have sex again."
"I believe that's what Monty said. Now that makes 2 of us. If it fails, Monty's going to kill you. If you don't keep your promise to me, I'm going to kill you. Monty will kill you quickly. I'm a doctor; I will keep you alive. I will show you how much I love you as I kill you."
"I would hate to find out what you would do to me if you didn't love me."
Hannah kissed him, and told him to get ready to launch the last rocket.
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Jack wanted desperately to go outside to help launch the rocket, but due to his age that was out of the question. Gordon was chosen to lead the 4-member team in honor of his father. When he refused everyone gasped.
Monty asked, "Why the hell not?"
"I want my sister to do it. Delicious is dad's natural born daughter. It is her place to stand in for him."
Those in attendance at the meeting looked at him as if he had grown two heads. Never would they have thought he would turn this honor down.
Monty looked at him, and shook her head. "That brain transplant has done you some good. You are finally acting like a grown-up."
"Don't you ever accuse me of that again. Not even my mother accuses me of growing up"
Everyone at the meeting laughed at him.
Jack asked, "What makes you think your sister will go out there, without a gun pointed at her head?"
"I'll bet you she will jump at the chance to do it. She is the oldest of his children. Call her Monty, and have her come down here."
They continued the meeting, and a few moments later the Grayson Thyme family walked in led in by Teddy, and Newton. Delicious walked in carrying Tatum, and Gray was carrying Truman.
Gordon got up and relieved Delicious of Tatum, and told her to sit down in his place. Immediately she became suspicious.
"Delicious, we offered your brother the opportunity to help launch our last rocket towards Earth, in honor of your father. Believe it or not, he refused."
Delicious turned, and looked at her brother. "You refused?"
"Yes I did."
"Okay Monty, what's the catch? I can feel it coming at me from every corner of this room."
"Dummy, this room is oval."
"Stuff it, Gordon.
"Your brother refused, because he said it was your right, as your father's natural born daughter, and his first child to help launch the rocket. He wants you to do it in his honor."
"When the hell did you grow up?"
"You are the second person who accused me of growing up in the last half hour. Don't you ever accuse me of that again."
The room burst out into laughter, and the noise woke up the twins; who howled in annoyance.
Gray and Gordon rocked them back to sleep within seconds, and the room became quieter.
Monty asked, "Are you going to do it Delicious, or not?"
"Hell yes I'm going to do it. I owe my father everything. This is the least I can do for him. However, I'm taking that child with me."
"You can't take a baby outside with you; it will die."
"Not the infant, Peter Pan, the boy that refuses to grow up."
Everyone at the meeting had to cover their mouths so they wouldn't wake up the babies again. It didn't work, they had to uncover their mouths to breathe, and when that happened the laughing started and could not be controlled.
This time the babies were up for good. They were hungry. Delicious said, "Give me Truman, I'll feed him first."
She raised her blouse, unbuckled her front closing bra, and brought her son to her nipple. He began suckling immediately.
Elizabeth asked, "Can I try that with Tatum?"
"Liz, it doesn't work that way. You may be pregnant, but you're not lactating yet."
"I know; I just want to know what it feels like."
"Go ahead Gray; give her to Elizabeth."
Elizabeth unbuttoned her blouse and raised her bra over her right breast. Unlike any place on earth, not one man in the room said a word as her breasts were exposed. She took the 7-pound infant from Gray's arms, and asked Delicious if there was any special way to do it.
"No, just put her mouth on your nipple, and when she feels it, she will do the rest."
Tatum was still crying as Elizabeth raised her to her nipple, but as soon as she felt the warm, soft, flesh of a breast near her cheek, the wailing stopped, and her head began searching for her source of nutrition. When she made the connection to the nipple, her little hands wrapped around the breast, and she became contented.
A short time later Elizabeth moaned.
Delicious laughed. "You just came didn't you?"
Elizabeth blushed bright red. "How did you know?"
"It happens to me all the time. These two are almost as good as Gray."
"You are not supposed to be telling tales out of school dear."
"I can't even pay you a compliment in public?"