Sayuna, silently undid the clasp of her cloak handing it over.She then stepped forward into the lobby, joining the noise of conversation and baroque m...sic, wearing an off shoulder black gown, its sides open, the front and back panels held together by crisscrossing ribbons tied at her hip, exposing her long smooth legs as she walked. The crowd that she mingled amongst wore a collection of suits and gowns, with odd bits of fetish wear breaking up the formality of the occasion. Picking up a flute. ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————- Umm, Troian. What are you doing? Tyler, my 17-year-old brother said. He had just gotten home from football practice and was about to take a shower. He heard moans coming from my room and decided to check on me. And there he was, standing at my door in only a towel watching as I tried to cover myself up with my covers. His abs were glistening from the sweat and his towel was beginning to fall and I could see the start of his pubes. "How will we dry off? If you like, I can run over to my car for some beach towels." No, forget the towels. Come here and lay down."As I lay down on the chaise, she jumped onto me and began to crawl up my body until she found my lips. In that dark, beautifully moonlit envelope, we made out all wet and soppy. My mind flashed on Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr but for only a moment. All of my attention was diverted to this wonderfully exuberant woman and her delicious lips. Deeply in the moment,. "I'm sorry Sir, the missiles had a malfunction in the triggering mechanism. It's been fixed now... Understood Sir, I'll blow that thing to hell the moment it shows up." Look over there!" we heard a voice shout. "Over the motor pool."We all looked. All we could see is the building's roof and a murky sky. The blowing sands and smoke from previous damage wasn't helping any either.The craft faded in and out of view as the smoke in the sky increased. The air around it seemed to pulse every so.