" "Ready forward disruptors and fusion missile launchers; target on object in forward view screen." "Weapons ready and targeted, sir." "Object moving ...again, sir, in our direction and accelerating." "Battle stations, fire forward disruptors." "Disruptors firing, no effect." "Launch missiles." "Missiles fired ... impact in seven seconds." Two massive plumes of dust and debris sprouted from the asteroids surface, but it came on."Collision imminent, sir." "Emergency acceleration, now!" "Prepare for. ‘Well, THAT was different, ‘ John thought, then dove back into his work.Meanwhile, Emily was wolfing down her dinner, planning her surprise.She drew a nice hot bubble bath, got herself nice and clean, and shaved all over, leaving her pussy mound bare, with just a landing strip above, just the way John liked it.She laid out her outfit for the night: her tiniest sheerest thong, black lace thigh-high hold-up stockings with black CFM heels, a black lace bodysuit and her sexiest Little Black. Even Louise managed to say how it had “heated her nickers!” which I thought a compliment.By now it was 9pm on a late January night, telly-less and without my laptop, it looked to be a long night, but all was not lost… yet… hope springs eternal they say, and I am no pessimist, so I asked if there was a man of the house, which I was assured there most definitely was not, I asked if they were lesbians then, and was told Milly, was Bi, having had sex with a lad or two at school, Louise was les. Thankfully the sun was out and it was warm enough to enjoy a beer with each other to put everyone at ease. Of the regulars, Kenny, Ben and Stewart were there along with Michael, Pete, Mark and myself (I can go into more detail about each fellow perhaps in another edition). Brett, Brad and Kyle were the newbies. I knew this party would be one to remember; this collection of guys were hot!Brad was the last to show up and the boys were we excited to meet him, Brad is a surf lifesaver at a local.