“Great, doesn’t look like they’ll have the power restored anytime soon.” He thought to himself. They’d have to do something soon or risk fre...ezing to death. The thought brought to mind the incredible heat he and Sarah’s bodies had generated together the night before. She had been so soft, so warm. They had completely forgotten about everything around them but the feel of their bodies entwined beneath the heavy blanket. He felt his cock swell with the intimate memories, yet refused to admit that. " I'll take it from here, Tom," Uncle Walter told me. He was a full-bodied ghost in aConfederacy Navy uniform, rank of commander, rather solid looking – not ghostly at all. "Georgia needs you in Ready Room Two right now."I saluted Uncle Walter (he was a superior officer) and after he returned my salute I trotted out the exit, took the first transporter pad I saw, and was standing at attention in front of Georgia."Lieutenant Lawrence reports," I announced."Scramble extraction," Georgia said.. His name was Michael—not Mike--Taylor. He was married to a big hard-bitten woman named Audrey that showed her years in the fields. They had two daughters that, I swear to god, exuded sex and lust. They were thirteen and fourteen—Julie and Sandy. They were full-figured, had gorgeous, soft-looking lips and bright green sloe eyes under curly brown hair They both had heart-shaped faces. They were walking time bombs. I looked over Michael's family and shook his hand. "Any man that can keep those two. ’ He replied and stood just as still as he had been. ‘What are you…’ She started. ‘ Where did you…’ She shook her head trying to fix her thoughts. A moment later she felt his hands upon her shoulders. ‘Come. We have much to talk about.’ He said and took her hand. He led her down the dark halls into the old library. To her astonishment it was the only room she had seen so far that looked like it was supposed to. The tables were kept and polished. The bookshelves were dusted and the books.