I was in heaven. "Do you like them?" Her question was mostly rhetorical though. "Gosh, they are wonderful!" I twirled on the spot, all thoughts of nud...ty forgotten for a short, blissful moment. It made her giggle. "Turn around and bend over. I’ve never seen myself from behind in those." A bit of a playful mood gripped me, and I complied with her request, resting my hands on my knees and sticking out my backside at her. I wiggled it a few times for good measure. "They fit like a glove," she. Dunstan then asked his daughter, "Did you bring the sacred ornaments that had been stolen?"Eastorhyld replied, "Yes they are here, but no I do not have them."This seemed to confuse Dunstan completely. "How can they be here? If you did not bring them?" They are held in Chally's care. He has a command from Lord Breoca that has to be fulfilled before the Sacred Ornaments are handed over; I was present before Lord Breoca's death when he made the command." She replied to her father's question."What. She drew herself a warm bath with girly scents and lotions. Shaynalaid back into the bubbly water and partially closed her eyes. She was sohigh, that she couldn't think straight. First she thought about callingher work place back home, next about the boob job, next about how bigthey would be, but lastly she thought about what kind of work she couldobtain as a chick with a dick!As Shayna was toweling off, the motel suite phone rang and Shaynaanswered it in her cute innocent female voice, "Yes?". I know that doesn't make much sense—but the plan was to run a cycle of continuous operations until relieved—if we found something worth sending a relief expedition. Otherwise, we should be complete in under six hours, well within human limits. If we found something really important we'd be busy for the forty hours it would take for Central Command to send a relief expedition. The Messenger of the Gods would check out the wreckage, pull initial rescue operations if necessary, and report. We.