That seemed to get through to Sean, and he turned to look at me."What?" he asked, coming back from wherever he had been. I had never seen Sean like th...at."Time to go. The O'Neill sisters are going with us," I told him."Oh ... OH, OK!!" Sean replied, happily.I pushed the empty cart toward the booth and its portal. Sean opened the door. Anna and Sara went in with us. It was very crowded with all of us in the small booth along with the cart, and I pushed the cart through the portal to get rid of. Some of you were there, and have been telling stories. I don't doubt this. Social media has lit up since the incident, with both approval and denial of rumors that have been flying. I wish to put some of the rumors to rest today. First off, I'm completely human. I was born here on Earth, right in upstate New York. Honestly, I never dreamed I'd be following the president in a speech. I was raised watching television shows and reading comics where the hero would face a challenge and always win.. If it is cool I wear a loose below-the-waist black leather coat or maybe a tight bolero jacket.What I go out with. I only carry the essentials, a purse and a kinky attitude. My black leather purse is small but stocked with six to ten “super sensitive” condoms, lube, lipstick, mascara, car keys, my driver’s license, a pen and scrap of paper, and plenty of money.How I look and my makeup. As I said, I prefer Auburn hair as a slut. My wavy hair frames my painstakingly well made-up face. I use. I have been trying to reach you, but the ass will not even answer me when I call. What the hell is going on?”“He has taken over my command,” the Captain snarled as he motioned for the Commander to move out of his seat. Frowning, the Commander moved, but it was evident that he did not like relinquishing his seat one little bit.“And, Commander, it would seem that you have made little effort to change the First’s standing,” he snarled. “Where the hell is my food? I am hungry and thirsty.”“I am.