Iheaded down the stairs and waited for Isabella to join me.She came down a little past ten in the morning, looking well rested andelegant in the chic ...ay dress she had bought the day before. She smiledat me and told me what she wanted for breakfast.I whipped it up and served her before I had my own breakfast on my feet.Once I finished eating, Isabella called me over to talk before I startedto clean the home.Isabella smiled as she told me how the amazing the day before was forher. I agreed. He moved his arms around her petite body until he found her budding breasts. He began fondling them through her shirt, eliciting the cutest little moan from her lips. "That feels so good", she said as Jeff played with her tiny titties. "It would feel better without the shirt", he said and Lucy immediately pulled the shirt off and tossed it on the floor.Jeff groaned as her perky, perfect tits came into view. "Damn, you are so fucking sexy", he said and Lucy smiled at him. "I'm glad you think so.. " My pleasure," I replied, "truly my pleasure." Best get back before we're missed," she grinned at me.That we did, pausing to extract Kerry from a gaggle of teenage males en route, to her evident disappointment and partial relief. Back at the tent we settled the kids and sat drinking a coffee, chatting about nothing in particular until the sounds of heavy breathing told us Martin and Kerry had succumbed to their slumbers. Then hand in hand we grabbed a travel rug and tiptoed off into the. There were no engineers on the catwalks, no vessels refueling, no cargo being carted to and fro. There was only a single dropship resting on the deck, flanked by two figures.One of them was a Polar, her portly body crammed into a nondescript jumpsuit commonly worn by civilian spaceship crews, the long hair that he was accustomed to seeing on her kind tied up in a convenient bob. The second was a dark-haired human wearing civilian clothes. He had a long, grey coat that reached down past his.