"The Klingons are changing course,Captain - their lead battlecruiser is engaging a tractor beam of theirown."The shuttle shook, caught in a tug of war... between the Enterprise andthe Klingon Bird of Prey. Soon, the engine nacelles snapped off; andthe main compartment started to sheer. The space around the craftsparkled as the water vapor in the escaping atmosphere froze.Spock turned to the captain. "Your intention to return with prisonersis laudable, but it is unlikely anyone could have. " Patricia understood my concern and didn't get upset, "I need you out of the way because this is a matter that requires some delicacy, and your straightforward approach is likely to do more harm than good."Of the two of us, Patricia was by far the better negotiator, so I didn't require much convincing."Okay." I said, "Will you send for me, or shall I come in at the end of the hour?" I'll send for you." she smiled, "I promise you won't regret this, Gary."Mary didn't wake up 'til nearly noon the. Joyce walked ahead of the two towards the kitchen, followed by Grace and then Beth who was eyeing of Grace’s figure. Fighting clearly got her in the mood. As the hallway opened up to the Kitchen Trish stood standing behind the counter.?Hey Trish.? Joyce said. ?You’re Mum and her Grace have been up to mischief.?Trish didn’t reply. Her eyes were firmly transfixed on her mother, Beth.?Hey, sweaty. Do you and Jillian want to go out to the movies tonight; we ladies want to spend some time. I had had a few drinks myself and I was more than ready. Once in the bedroom he pushed me down on the bed, dropped his pants and mounted me. He was a bit drunk but not so drunk that he couldn’t find my pussy. He drilled me furiously all the time calling me a slut and a whore. Obviously that was his way of getting turned on. So I shouted back that he was a lousy fuck and he should go harder. In the end we were both moaning loudly as he unloaded. He pulled out and kissed me, apologising for.