Petrius strode purposefully along the corridor with one of the villagers lagging behind, unable to restrain him despite being heavily armed."Be my gue...st," I told him, relieving his anxious chaperone of further responsibility.The nurturing centre was more or less how we'd left it. One of the gene-splicers had taken a direct hit from Tamar's heater, and the DNA storage column was reduced to slag, something that I hadn't notice earlier, in all my excitement.Petrius sank to his knees, his life work. Go on, now, make yourself prettier for me.”I didn’t want to be prettier then, I wanted him to take the last step to making me a woman, right now! I was still shivering with lust when I opened the cabinet to find the scissors, They were in a little basket, and when I pulled it out I noticed the box that he stored the vibrator in. Grinning, I took some stuff out of the basket and hid it. Maybe I could give Sarah a little thrill.I ran back up the steps, catching Sarah with wandering hands,. My daughter, her husband and two young c***dren live about 2 1/2 hours from us. Last year when my wife and I were at their house I helped my daughter and her husband install a dryer vent, As my son-in-law held the vent tube, I had my daughter hold the bracket so that I could tighten it around the tube. It was close quarters and in order to reach the bracket I had to reach between my daughter's legs. After tightening the bracket as I moved back I accidentally rubbed her pussy through her pants. Is our guest about, or did she fly the coop while I was out?” Something told me that the whole Glenda thing might have been a very well done practical joke played on me by my Aunt and tutor.“Oh no, Sir: The young lady is waiting for you in the second floor study. I might add that she has been working like a dervish all day cleaning your bathroom, folding clothes and generally making herself most useful.” Those were more words than I ever heard Mr. Caulder say since I met him. He must be really.