.. and best of all, the results were edible.Tyler got the hang of it with practice, until eventually he was makingside dishes and desserts without any...help from Amber at all. Isaacreveled in having hot food waiting for him when he got home from workevery day, cooked by not one, but two beautiful women who were more thanhappy to saddle themselves with the responsibility.After dinner, Tyler's guest room proved to be a relaxing space tohimself. He'd had very little privacy on Saturn Beta, so he. It only made her sexier in my eyes.I’d had a crush on Caitlyn since our sophomore year. Two months before Prom, I finally got the nerve up to ask her out. I had never known her to go on a date. The only dances she attended she was with a group of girls.She was from a strict Catholic family, so before we ever went out, I had to meet her parents to get their approval. The first couple of dates were movies at her house, I guess to demonstrate that I was serious about getting to know her. Even. Standing there, naked and exposed, she felt that familiar tingle. Shouting at herself in her mind, she tried to calm herself, to maintain her outrage, her surprise. But as her membranes again flooded with exhibitionary arousal, her mind went back to how she had felt, walking out, knowing they could see her, and not so much on what they were doing. That led, naturally, to what they were doing. This time, though, rather than feeling shocked and upset, she felt an additional twinge, as if it was. No problem at all for you to take charge of a girl like yours. And she’ll love ya for it, trust me.” I offered no response, my mind a whirl of confusion.“She seeing anyone?” the Doberman continued after a few moments of silence. I shook my head. I thought back, trying to recall the last time we had seen Steve, her last boyfriend. I didn’t really understand calendars, but it had been a long time. “Oh yeah, she’s primed for ya then, my friend. Primed and ready.” Megan finished up her conversation.