"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?<br/>Thou art more lovely and more temperate:<br/>Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,<br/>And summer's lease hath all too short a date:<br/>Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,<br/>And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;<br/>And every fair from fair sometime declines,<br/>By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;<br/>But thy eternal summer shall not fade<br/>Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;<br/>Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,<br/>When in eternal lines to time thou growest:<br/>So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,<br/>So long lives this and this gives life to thee... Shakespere, sonnet 18..."<br/>He smiled as he finished his poem and connected the two frayed wires, watching as the lights within the room suddenly flickered then got brighter. "Systems back online" said the computer over the delighted cheers of the sensor crew.<br/><br/>He let go of her hair and panted slightly, slowly removing his cock, watching as his cum flooded out of her pussy soaking the floor. He grinned and watched as her orgasm subsided, leaving only a happy serpent seated on his lap. "I am glad you enjoyed that my lovely slut..." he said before licking the side of her neck slowly. "Now then, go get yourself cleaned, I will be there shortly to help you 'wash up'..." he smiled.