"I turned back to the viewscreen, wondering how that might be possible. The chief scientist, who had seemed so arrogant when he arrived, was cowering ...n the floor. Yvette stood nearby. She was facing the door to the teleportal room and clearly was trying to ensure that the man was not noticed by other members of his staff. I found myself wondering what he might know about the Sa'arm.The thought refused to go away and I decided that I should see if Tamara or Tiffany could find a way to get. She shrugged, and looked again at the mass on the dance floor, who were eagerly grinding against each other, hoping they’d end up somewhere getting laid.For some reason, Alisha didn’t find herself pretty interested anymore in the people on the dance floor, who were trying to impress whoever was watching them. She took a large sip from the drink, and turned back to the counter. She could as well go have some fun with this bartender chick. She was bisexual, and the other girl was quite into women. A kinky relationship, but with his seemingly endless supply of high grade cocaine, she felt it was all right to bend some rules.'Hell, ' she thought, 'for the constant highs he was providing, she would have tied the rules into the shape of a pretzel and thrown them into the Atlantic.Conrad's hands had a tight grip on her ass. His fingers glided lightly, teasingly, across her wrinkled pucker, and Leah almost did a dip trying to press her legs together to heighten the erotic tension.Using his. “Dab it then put the pad straight on,” she urged quietly, spotting my concern.This I did, smoothing the pad and tucking it under her. I grabbed her panties, but was halted by Lou who handed me a clean flimsy, close fitting, dark purple pair of briefs. I slipped them on Helen. The edges of the pad were designed to wrap along each side of the gusset I knew and completed that successfully. The contact of my shaking hands and my wife’s intimate parts was exciting and my cock showed no sign of.