There were eggs to order, sausage, bacon, several fruit juices, all you could eat. Lisa and I both got full plates, but Linda only got about half a pl...te of food.We all sat to eat, and talk about the weekend. We said that we were going to poke around the base a bit, then probably explore a bit out in town. Linda asked Lisa if she would join us, and she gratefully accepted. It seems she had been there almost two weeks already, and was bored to death. She had not left the base since the bus. Joni, you're going to supervise the main collection of samples, which very well may require a dig -- understanding that you have to be ready to evacuate at a moment's notice. Beatrice, you support the ground activities.Joni responded first. "Hmm. Remember that I worked on urban archeology of colonial-era America, with the Alexandria, Virginia program. That doesn't qualify me to recognize industrial patterns, but I can certainly lay out dig sites and grids. Unless we have an industrial. Now I thought I looked great. A slut always, but I looked sexy, hot. I’d just finished when Alex walked into the room, holding her dress. She’d done her make up similar to mine, dark eyes, red lips. She didn’t see her father, although he clearly saw her. She just wore a pair of heels, and a thong. “Mum, this dress is alright, isn’t it?” She asked. “Of course it is darling,” I replied.“Good, zip me up will you,” she asked. “Dad, still in the shower, and I thought I took ages!”“No, he’s right. She would test Ben, usually in that long week just prior to his visit with Lady X. That week he would be assigned to work closely with one of the more infatuated of her attractive staff, usually in an isolated location, like a motel room. She found herself hoping he would hold out against the temptation to fuck the other woman. He never disappointed her. She could tell from the fire in his eyes when he walked in the door that his level of sexual frustration was heightened. He was ready to fuck.