You take them, I’ll train with Alyssa.”Shit, he thought. “I thought you hated the vault.”“Yeah, I do. Why?”Play it cool, Rob. “Well, I c...an’t do much up here. Why don’t you give them one of your tours, and I’ll take the vault?”“You sure?”“Yeah, no problem.”“Well…okay. Thanks. I’ll try not to leave you down there too long.”Robert shrugged his shoulders. “It’s cool.”Walking down the stairs, he wondered if Margaret had seen through his charade. Then he realised he didn’t give a shit what Margaret. ”“Really?” she said with a smile, and I had to admit that I had.“That’s kind of hot,” said Nat. “I sort of wish I’d been there.”There was a pause. She bit her lip, realising she’d given her own feelings away. I suddenly noticed that her nipples were hard under her top. She was definitely aroused.“That would have been nice,” I said. So now I’d admitted that I’d have liked to watch Nat masturbate too.“Really?” she said.“Sure. We could have watched them together. They were pretty impressive.”Nat. She bowed her head towards Lion. "Father, I apologize." It is nothing but practice, daughter." There was something about the way he spoke that brought her eyes back to him."Father, you are telling me something. Please, I am your daughter, and you are right. I'm not a soldier. It will be practice." And what are you thinking of doing?"Tanda frowned. "I was going to warn them to expect a false attack. To be careful, to prepare, but not to shoot." They should know not to shoot, shouldn't they?" he. The bright sunlight that filtered through a crack in the curtains hit her eyes and she groaned slightly. She had a bad taste in her mouth and an uncomfortable sticky feeling between her legs. Still trying to regain full cerebral function she moved her hand down to rub her belly and froze. Why the hell was she naked? And what was the sticky stuff between her legs? As she lifted the sheets, the smell of stale semen wafted up assaulting her nose. Her hand came up sticky too. She turned her head.