The Maintenance Man 9 - Sex Stories

The Maintenance Man 9

... before. Waking up as the ship landed, Mark felt rested for the first time in at least a week. Looking under the covers he saw that neither woman had resisted the urge to play with him, smiling he must have been exhausted he didn't remember a thing. Departing the ship Mark looked at the ram shakle space port, this place looked old, relly old looking further he saw that the repair bots were also old, holy shit! they were the mark I's! The very first repair bots made! slow and bulky but tough as they came Mark felt he was almost in a museum of ancient machines. Taking a cart to the presidential building Mark again shook his head had no one ever wanted to learn how to fix anything? Out here it appeared that everyone had given up and not even tried, what the fuck was wrong with these people? Mark just wanted to slap the shit out of all of them, really people! To live in the dirt? Hell might as well live in caves and hunt with spears again. Mark just hoped that those he taught would continue on and not conveniently forget and let everything go straight to hell again. They were met by the president, who begged them to fix the place. "I've heard you're good but from what I saw from a world you were on for a whole month you're not that good," the man sneered. Mark though having been through this before felt the rage build within him, grabbing the man by the throat, Mark lifted him off the floor, "Listen to me you little shit head!," Mark shouted in his face, "I did what I could for ...

... them and they were happy! Nothing I've seen here is unfixable though you have machines over 150 years old in the street. I've had extremely bad times the last few months, piss me off more and I'll leave! Your whole damn planet can rot for all I care! So shove it up your ass I can claim breech of contract and take this planet so back off you piss ant!" Slamming the man to the floor Mark turned to go his face now red the rage finally leaving his body. Nissie stayed with Sam to advise the man of the very few choices he had left, the man quite shaken had started to call his police force when Sam advised him not to if he wished to have a force after today. An hour later they walked out to a small table Mark was sitting at with food that had just arrived, smiling the women told Mark all that had been discussed, Mark listened with rapt attention smiling from time to time at what the women had said. "So you suppose he might be more receptive now huh?" Mark asked. "Yes, Sam replied, "He has been advised of the 2 companies or planets that couldn't pay also, I think that alone put him in a better mode especially when we told him that you might trash the planet for a jumk dump." Sam laughed at that which elicited a small laugh from Mark, both women stared at him this was the first time Nissie had really ever heard him laugh for Sam it had been far to long. After eating Mark decided to make the president sweat more and took a short tour of the city. Though not really interesting Mark saw ...