I'm going, now. Have a good day and don't worry -- you know your stuff." Bye."She got up and washed her face, then pulled on a light dressing gown. It...was long and loose and feathery.Charlene went down the stairs to the kitchen and put the kettle on, then sat down and stared out the window. There was the familiar older couple, taking breakfast on the terrace of their apartment and reading their newspapers.And then she heard a sound.Derek!The sound was unmistakable: someone tossing on a bed.So. Flip the breaker and we’ll fry that thing, too.”Without a word, Donna ran back into the station, her exposed breasts bouncing uncomfortably side to side and up and down.Over his shoulder, he watched her red hair disappear back into the darkness. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and looked back at the thing, now looming almost twenty feet above the surface of the lake.“Commmme tttto meeeeee, annnnnnthropoid.” Axcix paused. Even with the power off, she didn’t want to approach that. The halter strings were like extra-chunky shoelaces tugging up the top of the halter into a smooth curve, like a flattened-out U, keeping my breasts well covered but allowing a peek of cleavage at the bottom of the curve. Thankfully my pits were in a fresh-shaven state. Not that I shave them to appease the public. The public isn’t supposed to be seeing them, in my book.Much worse was the realization, after I ducked my head to look at my halter-upheld chest to confirm the reverse image before. Richard washelping around town, they had to buy a few things."Faith, wake up."Megan spun around. Richard came to her, "What's wrong?" You didn't hear that?" What was it?" Someone was yelling for someone to wake up." I can't say that I did." But it was so loud." Are you feeling well honey?"Megan instantly relaxed, "I'm fine." What was it that was bothering her?Must not have been important or she would have remembered it.---Megan was back home now, all alone. A few months had gone by and.