Can I crash here tonight?Paul looked at me less angry now, feeling for my plight. "Alright. Doubt they will be back again tonight" he said. "But you c...n't crash in my room, I've got a tart in there. And Mic's got one in the living room" he said. He turned round and walked down the hall to Nicolas room and knocked the door lightly before entering her room. I could only hear Pauls pleading voice and Nicolas obvious protestations in mumbles. After a moment Paul walked back to where I was standing. "Welcome back to Reilly, Empress. It is 2303hrs. August 1st, 1997." What?" I asked in surprise.It is 2303hrs, August 1st, 1997, Empress. Is something wrong? Do yourequire assistance?"I found myself alone in my quarters at Reilly."No. No, RVP I'm fine; I just wasn't expecting to be here so soon." I'm sorry, Empress, but that does not make sense...even for you. Areyou sure you do not require medical attention?" I'm fine, hun. Maybe, better than fine," I finished in a whisper."Sensors indicate. "That's because I do" I said. We danced, both slightly drunk and I could feel her warm body swaying and rocking next to me. I wanted her to be doing that on top of me, naked, her beautiful bronzed skin glowing softly in the moonlight, and her perfect breasts cupped in my hand. "Lets go outside" I said, and she need no persuasion. We started to kiss on the grass by the summer house and I could feel her tongue, so eager for excitement pushing into my mouth.her lips were gently biting mine and. "The blood dripped onto the broad white towel.His gentle motions relaxed her and awakened a strong drive in her body. He had been sure one was there, and he had been right in his estimation of her. Soon her legs lifted and wrapped around his back to pull him in. Her bucking hips and her gasping gave him the signal to quicken his strokes. Their climaxes were bare seconds apart.When they broke apart and lay on their backs, he glanced at the clock-radio by his bed. "Nine-fifteen," he said softly..