"Oh come on, Sam," Becki blurted out, "Hannah told us what happened." What? You told them?!" I puzzled, giving Hannah a right look."Yeah I told them,"... Hannah casually replied, taking a big gulp of coke and then letting out a loud burp,"it's not every day I catch a filthy slut sniffing the girls dirty shorts." You what?!" I snapped, confused."Don't lie now, Sam," Becki remarked, "Hannah told us how she caught you after your shower rummaging through the laundry bin and smelling our shorts before. " "The ship will not respond to my commands," Daisy said. "The drive has shut down to prevent overload and tube lining failure. We are in a stable orbit, but cannot move. We're encased in a force field of tremendous power." Pallas attempted to teleport outside the hull, but failed. "Whatever has us in it's grip seems to be a combination tractor and pressor beam creating a null effect force field." "Is there nothing we can do?" Malla piped."Not immediately," Pallas replied. "Daisy and I need to. .. ;-)If you imagine we are in a quite dark room, illimunated by some candles and yousit with your red wine on a chair nearby the chimney, wearing a mini,a bright top and a dark slip - nothing more.I enter the room, wearing nothing than my bright slip, so you see mybronze-like shining body, the candles are reflected my oil covered skin.You look for me very appetizing and suddenly I have an idea,driven by a strong urge arising inside me:I step slowly into your front, remove the glass of wine. ‘Well. Don’t work too hard.’ Glancing at her watch, she noted she should have been upstairs 5 minutes ago. She knew Mr. Connelly didn’t like tardiness. Quickening her step, she reached the elevator door, pushing the button for up. Sharon stepped onto the elevator and reached over to push the 9th floor. A moment later, the doors opened and she walked to Mr. Connelly’s door, knocking gently. ‘Come in!’ said Mr. Connelly. Sharon opened the door, entered and sat down. ‘Good evening, John.’ Sharon.