Major Graffoe called for order, and then started firing off instructions. All those officers on furlough would need be recalled at once. Sir Edmund mu...t be informed. The men would be put on alert, ready to move at a moment’s notice. We all scurried off to rouse our men and tell them the dread news — Boney was back.After that first shock it seemed as if the Powers That Be had no idea of what to do. All the great and the good of Europe were at the Congress of Vienna, attempting to reorganise. Right. Selling ice-cubes to Eskimos would be easier. 'This could be a turning point alright... getting mauled by a mob of bib-overall-wearing, pitchfork-carrying yokels would definitely change things...' Marc bitterly thought to himself. Somehow the idea of upper management was quickly losing it's appeal. After setting up arrangements for the care of his apartment while he was gone, Marc loaded up a few necessary items for the trip into his classic '71 Cuda. He very rarely had a chance to drive. .. communities, parks, shops, schools, sports, medical, etc. Then I did away with the Defender docking and installed an actual bridge and a rather nice senior officer’s quarters. The trickiest part was what to put in the library as you won’t always have network access, so we will reference the library for laws and information for people new to the Federation.”“You don’t mind me coming out to look at it? I’m sure you’ve thought of pretty much everything, but I’d like to look at what it’s. ”Jan laughed again and said, “OK! I was just telling you how worked up John was just from the phone call! Anyway I bathed and shaved. I shaved everywhere! I’m completely shaved now down here.” She pointed at her pussy. Jan continued, “So, then I put on my sexist nightie on. In fact it was the one John had purchased for me as a present for this night. Would you believe that John actually went out to Victoria Secrets and brought me a nightie to wear while Bill fucked me in it! I mean it was.