She joined Tiffany, who passed her dryer and brush to her. She looked in the mirror, and saw a familiar sight: the two of them naked. Except that they...were not wearing collars, or any of the usual implements.Going into the bathroom, Tiffany hung their wet clothes on hangers to dry. Their clothes were soaked, and would need the whole night to dry.Crash! Janet had knocked into a box, and had sent plastic pieces flying all over Tiffany's closet as she searched for something to wear."Are you all. Your Prince is badly injured, beam wounds, broken ribs and severe concussion. I’m fixing them now; he’ll be up and about in a few rotations.”“Really?”“Yes, why wouldn’t he be?” I replied, confused.“He would be confined to a healing bed for several weeks if we were to heal him.”“What’s a week?”“Eight of our planetary days.”“Oh, right. Our healing technology seems to be a lot more advanced than yours,” I chuckled, seeing more Troopers and an Officer enter the bridge.“Well done, Healer Kiria.. Red about2 in nails wore tommyboy perfume , we were at the park in a seculed area,he walked me to a picnicarea lots oftrees and grass , we put the blanket on the lower grass next to a tree. we had a few drinks then he got real close to me , he ****d his arms around me and we began to kiss and caress each other i undid his shirt and caresed his hairy chest worked my way to his croach and began to unbottin his slacks and unzipped them reached in side felt a big fat cock . Ron was one of Rick's closest friends. They worked together, stopped after work for drinks a couple of times a week and Ron was a member of the foursome that Rick played golf with every Saturday morning. She did not care for him at all. There was just something about him rubbed her the wrong way, but he was Rick's friend so she did her best to hide her dislike and as far as she knew she was successful.The night of the open house as she was laying out what she was going to wear she said to.