Ice very thick. Took longer than I had planned. Reciprocating saw power waned. I ended up breaking up most of the ice myself, with ice axe and my bar... hands. I feel very strong and good. Mission Control: Copy your messages Davies. Keep advised.Davies: Mission control, geothermal pump adjusted. No apparent cause of malfunction. Therefore not sure if adjustment will stick or not. EVA now over 50 minutes. Hope Chen is ok. Moving to air lock.Davies: (Agitated) Mission Control. Command pod air. ”“Well you’re finally back at least,” she sighed in an almost annoyed fashion.“Wait,” I wrenched myself free from her grip, “Why are you still here? I thought you went out to eat?”“I told them I was sick,” with a sly wink she wrapped her arms around me again, “I wanted to stay here and be with you. Aren’t you happy?”“Extremely,” I smiled and gave her a kiss.Our mouths were tangled second later and we stumbled our way onto my bed. She was lying on top of me, her body pressing against my causing. They’ve kind of adopted our house as a central gathering point the same way the first generation adopted the Frosts’. So, I get to see a lot of their interactions from my open office door.”“Are you saying they aren’t as sexual?” Bonnie Owens asked. “Your daughters are almost a year older than Pam. She is in a constant state of self-discovery, if you know what I mean. She is not anywhere at all ready for the kind of exploration I hear about the older kids.”“That’s kind of what I mean,” I said.. He soon found himself in the girl's restroom. It was empty. Kyle examined himself. He had girl's shoes on, they were similar to what he had seen girls wearing lately. He also had a pair of knee socks on. He looked at his knees and noticed that his thighs were hairless. As he felt them they were silk smooth, he examined closer and moved his hand up. He slid his hand up his thigh until it hit his skirt, which fell to mid-thigh. He slowly moved the hand farther. He soon found that his.