Donald is teaching his class and then stopping at the Institute for a while. He tells her he will be home around four o’clock. All is good between ...hem.Emma sits at her laptop at the dining room table, but as she completes the application, she needs to go to other sites for information to include. She realizes she really needs a pad of paper to take notes.While Emma has never really entered Donald’s study as it was his domain, she has seen from the door the multiple computer screens lining. He grinned in wonder, feeling no need to return to the surface.Close as they were, Charles felt his body push up against the mermaid's, feeling the irregular flesh of her cleft against his member, and her beautiful breasts pressing against his chest as she put her arms on his shoulders and looked at him coyly. He glanced down between their bodies, and saw her folds open and ready to receive him, so he succumbed to his arousal and grasped himself, aiming at her orifice.Her body accepted him. ) Under Orville's supervision, the fusion bottles were re- positioned in situ by a gentle(?) rotation (Orville had to really twist a lot of arms to get that done).Cedric took one look at the hemispherical cover being manoeuvred in the confines of the covered slip and innocently asked,"How are we going to service the after missiles? EVA and through the missile outer doors?"Orville turned to have another look at his engine room overhead and a gulp was heard over the i/c,"Yes! That's what you will. Michelle stopped. Now extreme worry and concern creased her brow. He had never seen his mother under such stress, she had to know who he was now, William could feel it all slipping away from his grasp. He felt he might pass out from the enormity of it all.His mother was asking him something, "Did William do something to you?"Do something to me? Yeah, he got me involved with a crazy woman. IT'S ME! JUST SAY IT! SAAAAAAY IT! But he couldn't. His voice seemed every bit as trapped inside this body.