I'm spent and really sleepy now. I lay on the bed limp as a rag and Cindy snuggles up next to me, facing away as I wrap one arm around and spoon her. ...Twyla rolls over us and kisses us both on the cheek.“Good night my little darlings” she says.“Good night Mommy” . . . . . . One night I’m dressed in ruffly lace low rise panties and a corset, both in black satin. Mom had now bought a few outfits like this in my size ‘cause it’s a good look on me. Cindy is in a white teddy with black frilly lace. The floor gave off a slight ripple, just as it had when the shuttle had touched down on it."Here goes nothing." Preliator muttered.He followed Auctorita's example precisely, first transforming, and then sinking into the floor. The moment he came in contact with the ship, it was as if his telepathic senses were on fire. He somehow had instant access to almost every point of the ship. Appearing somewhere would be just as easy as thinking of it... and he did. He was on the bridge, sitting in the. She was between me and the front door. There was a kitchen door but it was behind a tea cart of small appliances and canisters. It was for emergencies only.With my special cup, I had bought from Goodwill full of hot coffee, I went back into the front room. Agent Mission wouldn't be asleep much longer, if she had managed to sleep through the very loud flushing toilet, and the clatter of my getting the coffee out of the fridge and heating it in the microwave. When I reached the front room with my. And anyway, it's just for tonight. “I don't have a problem with it.”Tim's expression relaxed. He smiled. “Good. Then get the fuck in the bedroom and get undressed. Now.”Wordlessly, Marguerite turned and did as she'd been told....Five minutes later, Tim walked in. He nodded approvingly at Marguerite,who was sitting up against the headboard with the sheet pulled up, just covering her breasts.“I didn't tell you to cover yourself.” He whipped the sheet down.Marguerite had a lovely body, slim and.