‘American Abroad. Sorry, we’re not known for manners, I guess.’ ‘I was starting to think you were French. Alright, no more sniping. Do you dan...ce, by the way?’ ‘Yes, but not in five inch heels on a first date. That feels a little too much like Professional Paid Titillation to me.’ He looked me over again, slowly and lingeringly, as we walked. ‘..and if I ask you to very nicely?’ ‘Um… that was an amazing balance of flattering and flat out creepy. And I’m not sniping, I meant it. Look, I know what. She slipped off the short skirt and shirt she had worn home with Daddy and held the black dress to her breasts and looked in the tall mirror on the wall. Little One did not recognize herself. She turned sideways and gazed at the young woman in a lacey bra and panties and high heels. The heels made her legs look long and slender. Her bottom was round and smooth, filling the lace panties perfectly and her breasts were held high by the bra. Little One stared at the figure in the mirror. She felt. I remember when he first told me about his plans and I thought he was crazy. He’d never shown the slightest sign of being domineering but I was his wife so I promised to help him in any way I could. I had no idea just how much help he was going to need.’ ‘It was a week or so after he’d shared this with me that he put the plan in motion. It was in his office. He had called Alicia in on the pretext of wanting to review some reports she had prepared and during the review he was seeding her desire. I'm pretty sure Hoshi will appreciate all the pent-up sexual tension," he teased. "And the sound proofing is excellent in this house, so deal the next round, man." You are incorrigible," Malcolm complained, but couldn't contain a snicker.Trip carefully approached the deck chair. Hoshi was dozing on it as she had done so often during the last days since the trial. Dozing in the sun sometimes with, sometimes without T'Pol, after 40 Eridiani had dipped far enough below the zenith, had quickly.