The sensible thing to do would be to go home and get some sleep. And the one she was, above all else, was sensible. Resigned, she nodded and got up to... go collect her things from the locker room.Today was done. Tomorrow would bring what she brought.*"Not looking good."Jyn looked up at the registrar as she signed in. The reception area was still busy with a section cordoned off for the media who were waiting for further updates. The car park was packed with satellite vans from different stations. He wasn’t as angry any more… Kris had been keeping in touch with him and spending a lot of time with him when they were working together and she was a nice distraction. But although he enjoyed her company and did find her very attractive, he knew he wouldn’t fall for her… his heart belonged only to Megan. And he was starting to feel guilty, thinking that he might have been leading Kris on in some way so he was planning to talk to her at some point that evening to make sure she understood that. “I’ll take care of the rest.”In a moment, Heather’s jeans were unbuttoned, and Tracy’s hand slid downward. She started rubbing Heather through her thong, and all Heather could do was spread her legs further apart and slump down in her chair a bit more. All the while, Tracy continued gently kissing at Heather’s neck, every once in a while drifting lower, planting soft kisses on her chest as well. There was just enough wetness in Tracy’s lips to make each kiss feel perfect.The hand between. She looks down at her flimsy nightgown. I can’t let him see me like this!Quickly, Rory gets in the shower. She thinks of her son. He was so cute! Even though she still finds it strange the way she could find him so attractive, seeing him through human eyes. He certainly is brazen like my dad. She swallows. Our dad. She rests her head against the cold shower tiles. So, we’re half-siblings? That’s so twisted.“Mom?” a deep voice call from outside the bathroom.Holy shit! He’s already here! Rory.