She looked back at him and smiled widely, detailing the beauty of her face. She slid her hand as a small sound came from the floor, it was a pen that ...he had deliberately made fall from the desk, "Oops," she said as she lightly placed her fingers to her lips, she ran her hand down the side of her body, caressing it as she bent over, in front of him, picking up his pen from the floor, revealing her black lace thong from under her mini skirt, she stood up slowly, letting him take a good look at. The screen blipped from the view of the sun to the view of a solitary solar system: One sun in the middle as a big dot, then a series of planets radiating outwards. Names pinged up: Mercas, Aprhotite, L’Terr, War, and so on. My eyes widened. “T-This is Home?”Mal nodded. “This is Home. Where the whole Chain started from. And this...” He touched more buttons and the view zoomed outwards, showing a map of stars. Strange constellations glowed before me, different from anything I’d ever seen in my. "Open the door to your guest then, Slave! Don't you think we should dress to receive them!"With horror Amanda had realised they were still stripped after their fight earlier on and the tree felling which had taken up that part of the afternoon not devoted to tidying the house."No. Alexia asked me not too. I am not totally stupid, Amanda!"At first Alexia seemed unsure how to greet her erstwhile leader and lover, but the atmosphere gradually became relaxed, especially with Amanda being so. "That's good, Cole. You're getting better. You're being cured."Then there were rows of paint and polish, and naked wicks needing fierried, and sock grips needing reddened, soft mask wings needing browning, sighters needing bordered, furries needing shaped, lids in dire need of color, and I could see how it all pieced. There were shelves full of stilts, and draping hose, and drawers full of frillies, and I was floating, on a cloud of pure joy, moreso even than the Ludvig B. Adrenaled, I had such.