"Why?" I asked, mildly confused."The babies. They made it real, and visible. I could feel it here," she said, tapping her chest."I know what you mean,... I replied, putting my hand on her thigh.Taking my hand in hers, she said, "I love you, Cassie. I really do."My eyes misted up and I replied, "I love you too."We sat for some minutes, quiet and complete, absorbing the emotions that we felt. There aren't words for some things."There's still gonna be middle of the night feedings, ya know," I said. The four shuttles turned and headed for the space docks, which opened fire on them as they came in. Soon the rest of the fleet started launching their shuttles and sixty shuttles carrying twenty-four thousand marines and naval personal darted in to free the first of the two massive stations.The Federation assault cruiser USS Orca turned towards Space Dock One. Her shields were glowing from the incoming fire from the station and the American battlecruiser America. Captain Isaac Henderson watched. Not like mother and daughter at all. Nadine practically dragged her daughter inside, causing the rest of the group to follow them. Ned was kind enough to carry the luggage, of which there was surprisingly little, particularly from Annette’s end of things.Before everyone’s eyes, Nadine did what she knew that she should have done years ago. She pulled down Chloe’s khaki shorts and spanked her bare bottom repeatedly over her lap. This wasn’t a playful, sensual spanking at all. Every last swat. The style is stilted because I wrote it quickly and I was focusing more on the dynamics between the two characters than style. Disclaimer: All characters who engage in slap and tickle are at least eighteen years old. All rights reserved. Chapter 1 If he were to have a motto, he probably would have relied on Voltaire: ‘Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.’ But he didn’t really believe in mottos. Nor did he believe in ‘strategy deployment’. All of that was for people who had.