At some point last night while Mistress was riding sissy the reality set in that this would most likely be the last time she was with a Woman again in...a sexual way.As sissy showered and shaved she made sure everything was perfect and that she didn’t cut herself or miss a single hair as she knew Mistress would be inspecting her with a magnifying glass to make sure she was perfect for her soon to be Masters arrival. Sissy thought about how she had secretly fantasized about this when Mistress. After the fish soup was finished, Celine swirled around a stool and stumbled to her knees, pretending it was all planned and graceful and we all broke out laughing. The main meal was a succulent roast boar which Tassim had trapped and dressed earlier today. During the main meal I made sure to thank each man for their loyal service and fuss enough to make their women feel proud of their partners. It was all so strange to look at us now compared to when we had started on a river bank fighting. Meiersdottir is going to be absent for a period of time, I expect she'll understand that the lander's going to come empty. I can't in good conscience approve an expansion of the planetside contingent under those circumstances."Since that suited his own preferences, in light of the information they'd received that morning, Igwanda offered no demur. There would be time to deal with that question once the immediate problem had been disposed of.Thus it was that Meiersdottir and her husband found. I was in the mood and assumed the only way we could safely dance was with each other, the guys being our business associates and all. So off we went. OH MY GOD! Was I ever caught off-guard. Linda was all over me like syrup over hot pancakes. Not in an overt/obvious way mind you, but I could feel the heat if you know what I mean. It was a fast dance, but she would swing in close, touching me briefly, making eye contact, and the message contained in her gaze was unmistakable. At first.