He ran his hands up the smooth skin of her inner thighs and brushed the fringes of her sex with the index finger of each hand. Lesa shivered, but othe...rwise remained still. "Very nice," Jake observed. "I love the way you react to a light touch along the labia. There's a little stubble up here on your tummy." Jake licked and kissed the upper juncture of her thighs and abdomen in the little pocket created by the tendon that closes the legs. "I would hate for the more tender parts down here to be. I asked Numa to order more to be prepared for more houses later, but we don’t yet have more panels out of the store for those houses. We waited until you and Brando sorted yourselves out.”“Good. Now, Vickie, my lovely wife, can you tell Numa that I have to make a trip to the fisher village, to ask them if they will transport fifty warriors down the coast where we need to make another night attack?”“Me tell her? Oh, I see; it is yet another trip to that fishing village. Back in our own time, I. Theyexuded potential. I could see it in their eyes. School. University. Thecorporate ladder. The sports field. I perceived in both of them theability to climb the greasy pole and attain the highest of heights.If they just had the right amount of mentoring...Their mother had excelled in the time that she had had with them. I knewthat they would be my best friends and the most flawlessly modern women.And I knew that I could build upon the solid foundation laid by theirbeloved Janet.She had gifted. The often tiny threads so commonly disregarded in normal circumstances of civilian life become the fine line between an ordinary performance and an outstanding effort when the points are added up. This perceived meaningless exercise in nitpicking actually has intrinsic value in the training objective of teaching young American males to leave their "good enough" attitudes behind. It stresses the importance of thoroughness and the elusive "attention to detail" that often spells success or failure.
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