He needed to think about that later.“Where did the Silver Streak go?”“I can’t find her within scanner range.”The Kermac looking over his con...ole. “They just hailed us all and demanded immediate surrender. No word from the others yet.”Swybar was confused but he was a Union officer once. “Call the Jammer, the Hontu and the Bloody Mary. If we combine our fire and concentrate it, we might crack those shields. That ship is no Match for the four of us.”The Togar said. “They wait on your signal. I. See?’ And as if to prove his contention, he bent to kiss her collarbone, trailing a line of kisses across to her arm. ‘Beautiful. Although…’ He hoisted himself up on his elbows to give her breasts his full attention. ‘Hell, you see, now I don’t know,’ he continued with a considering smile. ‘I never got to look at these last night. But now that I have…’ Rather to her embarrassment, she released a squeak as his mouth came down again, this time alighting just above her right nipple, and when he. Yolanda did leave before everyone else, after all. Still, she turned went around the house turning on every light and opening every curtain to ease her anxiety. She hurried back upstairs and into her room, letting her backpack thud onto the floor. And then her bedroom door shut. She spun around, her expression a mask of terror. "Mom...?" Her mother had been hiding behind the door, nude, a large electric-blue strap-on the only thing donning her pale, voluptuous frame. Her mother's. This was not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for a few weeks to see, not her staff. She currently was standing over a map of her dig site, reviewing what she knew so far, her long brown hair tied back in a messy bun, to keep it out of her face.Her research had lead.