” He took my hand in his, and led me to the edge of the bed, and sat down, looking up at me. Without taking my eyes from his, I sat down next to him... my thigh brushed close to his. The moment I sat down, he leaned close to me, and placed his lips on mine. I felt his hand on my back, guiding me back onto the bed. His lips were so warm on mine, I could feel the heat coming from his body. My tongue slid over his lower lip, tasting him, breathing his breath into my mouth. His lips sucked onto my. Charlotte was sobbing but even so felt Mrs. Denver’s fingers brush her pussy. Instinctively she raised her bottom hoping her boss would rub her pussy again, but to no avail. Mrs. Denver saw her secretary’s reaction and realised she should not have rubbed the girl’s pussy, even though she so wanted to again. She wondered, hoped even, that her own feelings for Charlotte were returned, but now was not the time to find out. She reverted to the disciplinarian and readied herself for the final six. "Follow, follow, follow." The bugs appeared to be gesturing to the underbelly of the ship. She could see a hatch open, creatures entering and leaving like the mouth of a giant ant hole. Although they didn't drag her she felt them slowly edging her towards it. She crossed her fingers locked behind her back and decided she had no choice but to accept.Inside the ship she struggled to stand the corridor low and at an angle. The bugs helped steady her and she had a nauseating image of nature. "I can't be held responsible for my actions if joined you." Well we will talk about who holds whom responsible after you're here." She patted on the bed next to her. "But you're overdressed."I wasn't by the time I was sitting next to her. She smelled and felt like the air after a thunderstorm. Clean, fresh but with the charge of static electricity still there. Her touch was added to that electrical feeling as she ran her hand over my chest. She would caress her nails on my skin and then slowly.