The ship lights up, the engine shakes and the ship rises off of the ground. “Hold on tight, we’re getting out of here!”Rapidly the ship takes of..., charging through the air as the lights grow closer. Eventually, they fly away from the land and appear over open water as the lights fade away into the distance.“Those patrol crafts are nothing compared to my personalized ship, this baby can clear a fair distance in only a moment,” Bonny says with a smug smile across her face. “Hey, Elinore, are you. The eggs seem to be getting smaller lately, probably from a lack of protein — and calcium. I had asked Kemon for a mixture of grains yet neglected to ask for fishmeal or soybeans in the mix. I have to think about that, too.So maybe the source of my egg problems is in not letting the birds be free range chickens. If they are let out to pasture every morning, they can eat grasses and bugs to their hearts' content. Free range eggs have a whole different taste and texture, but someone has to run. Nor Silas." "So what did you mean?" I asked. She sighed, her very generous breasts rising and falling. "You're overflowing with power. I can feel it. It's," she drew a deep breath. I felt her Libido swell. "Well, it's intimidating, to be perfectly honest. And you carry yourself differently. That strange mix of confidence, nervousness, innocence, ambition, and concern for others that you used to have seems to have been whittled down to a wary survival instinct. I couldn't believe the way you. We came together, simultaneously moaning our joy and bucking our pantied arses. As our climaxes subsided we kissed longingly before straightening up our panties and stockings and smoothing down our skirts."Hmmm, we must do that again soon my little lesbian lover" said Debbie as she finished adjusting her skirt. "Just call me in my section anytime you want some girly love."We both returned to the meeting and sat through the rest of the reports. My mind of course was elsewhere, on my new gorgeous.