I waited until the engine had settled and all the gauges were steady, Turbine Gas Temperature, I ticked the box on the check list. Percent RPM, tick a...nd so on until I was satisfied that all was well. I flicked the switch on my microphone. “Ok, Steve, you can go under now.” I watched as he put his thumb up then disappeared below the huge air intake beside me. All the panels and doors below the engine were hanging down so that it could be checked thoroughly for oil and fuel leaks and that all the. I couldn't believe she had worn that outfit here. Then I saw a little tote bag in the corner of the room, with a pair of jeans thrust into it. That was what she had worn here. She had changed after she arrived.Even more unbelievable was what she was doing. Her left hand was holding a magazine. I could tell right away that it wasn't one of our magazines, because it had a centerfold. And if Mom ever found a magazine with a centerfold, Dad and I would both be looking for work as eunuchs. Laura's. Oh, you should know you’ll be staying in Jess’s room . We haven’t told her yet, but when she gets home from her dads we’ll break the news to her then‘. Oh, great I bet she’s fat ugly and gets everything she want’s, but I wasn’t going to say that to Alan. ‘Why haven you told her yet, well it cause world war 3?’ ‘Yup!’ When we got to the house Alan had to go to work so I was left with Trish and the 3 girls. Trish was about the same ages as my mum, a mix-race female with a nice body and HUGE. . never liked me to go dancing."I nodded, happy for any happy diversion.We bounced to the powerful beat. As the tempo slowed, we clutched at each other, faces sweaty with our exertions. Shelly slid her body against mine, swaying sensuously to the beat. I felt my arousal increase as she pushed her hips against me, my cock swelling and thickening in my slacks.On slower numbers, Shelly melted into my embrace, and we swayed together. I could feel the soft pillows of her breasts and the heat of her.