D?COLLET?Were her black dressNot so low-cutAnd open in the front,I wouldn't have ever guessedThat she has four breasts,A pair above a second pair.I am...not shocked;Instead, I am charmed,Finding her twice as sexyAs lesser girls in satin and lace.MY VWMy automobile is a VW,An old-fashioned bugWith the action in the back,But she's sophisticatedAnd wears upon her classy chassisA peek-a-boo brassiereThat reveals her headlightsAbove the gleaming lacesOf her chrome-bright corset.MAY I?May IWear your. Tim slept like a rock, so this part of the plan went off without a hitch. After his hands were secured she did the same to his legs, so that Tim was now on his back in a sort of spread eagle configuration. While Tim slept Nancy began to prepare for what was to come. She had setup a table alongside the bed and began to lay out the tools that she was going to need. After a couple of hours Tim began to wake up and noticed that he couldn't move. "What the Fuck," he said! He looked over at Nancy and. And Katherine had bought tickets for pretty well the best seats in the house. We were both still full of it on the way home, singing snatches of arias to each other. And that was when the wonderful things started to happen. Very gradually.” “Ah, softly-softly…” “Yes. She lit a fire, and we sprawled in front of it on cushions, sipping mulled wine, talking about the opera, the music, the way Tosca wonders why God is letting such awful things happen to her when all she’s ever done is live for. “Not that we can detect,” Gary reported. “There are several corridors leading off from here, but there’s no indication of an invading force. Also, the burn marks aren’t like you’d see during an organized attack. They’re scattered. I’m guessing this was either an isolated disagreement among the crew run amuck, or a full revolt.”“Starting in the common room?” Al objected. “A rebellion seems unlikely there. It may foment in the dining area, but they’d likely launch it on the bridge, as it would.