"Lucky you," the courier said with a smile, reaching back to brush her lover's hair from her eyes, envying her immensely.Miranda turned back to where ...he sound had come from, and considered the consequences of simply going back to bed. Of just wrapping herself in her blankets again, of sharing Misty's warmth and feeling her lover's soft skin against her own until sleep came to take her once more."This had better be good," she grumbled, leaning forward to dig her watch out of pile of clothes. Now the convoy’s destination could be seen under the combination of a pall of smoke from the nearby towns and factories and the lowering clouds of a threatening thunderstorm. James, sensing that the journey, and his confinement, was coming to its end, sat back on the floor of his cage.The sun glinted off the words “Morgan le Fay” on the polished brass of the nameplate of the first engine. In the driving cab, Jane Corby pushed the goggles she wore to guard against sparks from the engine up from. “Glad to hear it! Any chance of looking after Matti sometime in the next few weeks?” Jonathan asked.“I’ll have to double check my schedule back home, then I’ll let you know in the next few days,” Nadia told him.“Great!”“Oh, and here you are! A little extra for agreeing to stay late!” Gloria said to the girl as she transferred the credits to the babysitter’s credstick.“Thanks, Mrs. Renauld! This will be handy getting that hoverbike I’ve been wanting!” Nadia enthused.“Just make sure that you take. Thinking to myself, If he was going to play mind games, two can play at that game.“But Sir what about earlier, when you touched my leg, ran your hand up my skirt ... feeling those stockings did they feel nice then?”“They did Sandeman ... they are going to feel even nicer as I fuck you in them.” he puts his hand back between my legs and starts rubbing my pussy though my knickers again, I can feel myself gently moving my hips in rhythm with his hand. He pauses for a second, removes his hand from.