"The final ship is ready to go, all we need to do is wait for Ben to return from the exercises he's running with the Rebecca and the Hannah and we can... start loading everything aboard." So, you think we'll be setting out tomorrow?" asked Elizabeth."Unless Ben wants to run trials with the Adam, but that's unlikely. He can do that on the way to Woden," Thomas answered.Ben was experiencing a mixture of emotions. He was sitting in the pilot's chair aboard the Rebecca having just completed some. They met at the bar, A and K first to arrive, positioned themselves at the bar, they sat so they could see everyone who came in. A was dressed in jeans and a shirt and jacket, K had gone full naughty outfit, her blouse was slightly see through and dropped low enough to show her cleavage, her shirt was loose fitting and pleated with a faint hint of tartan (well they were in Scotland), her stockings and suspender belt were well hidden and her heels made her the same height as A.They sat and. That child, born of teenage parents, was to become the son of my heart, if not the son of my body. He was to become the son of his dad’s heart, if not his body. That child with the impish grin and loving personality took my heart and run with it. That child smiled and laughed his way into the hearts of all that came into contact with him. At fourteen months old, that child sat in a car seat and watched his natural mother walk in front of a mini van. She was dead at the scene. In that one moment. "The stranger gently slid his finger into Stephanie's moist slit and began to tickle at her already sensitive clit, causing another ripple of pleasure to course through her."... Or I can give you pain."Jeff twisted one of the clothespins on Stephanie's nipples, causing an all-new torrent of pain to grip her body. She writhed in her bonds as Jeff released the clothespin."So, slave, what should I do with you?"Stephanie lay there, sobbing silently awaiting her fate. The stranger was right, he.