.." Yes. The rest of the away team is assembling at the bottom of the well. We expect to clear them for Earth in about four minutes. Remember to come ...back in immediately if you sense any danger." Yes, of course. Thank you."The remaining time passed quietly for Ellen. She gazed out at the familiar countryside of her younger life, breathing in the smells and the sounds of her long forgotten Earth, her mind filled with memories of her husband, and the picnics they use to have in the grotto when. With a black lace choker, lingerie holding those glorious breasts high and tight, the cleavage was to die for, crudely thinking, a place I need to put my cock. Lace panties which emphasised your magnificent arse. The crotch was so small it was clear you were well groomed. Delicious.You walked up to me, left leg up onto the arm of my chair, looked down, over those breasts and deep into my eyes. Momentarily distracted by the close proximity of your crotch teasingly close to my face I lost the. I'd become quite used to my wife's dainty things drying there, but since Dorothy's arrival the day before, I was presented with a new collection of undergarments... brief, lacy things. 36-D the cut-away bra said and the panties I found there that morning were very brief with French-cut, high sides... long before they'd become fashionable.The walls were thin in that trailer. I accepted that she could hear me and Dolores making love at night. Dolores was not quiet in her passion. Too, I was aware. M., January 3, 2004, when she had fed and stoked the smoky blazeinto a satisfactory plume of greasy smoke and ventured out. Four-thousand stepslater, feet, ankles, pussy, wrists, neck and jaws aching for her to stop, shereached her liferaft. Now she had to drag it, in her chains, back the sameway she came. At midnight, utterly exhausted, the chained woman flopped into her liferaftand passed out with exhaustion. The barrel smoked on but no one saw it in thepitch-black sky. Two-thousand miles to.