” Sandra said. I broke it down and she had me follow her to the sauna room entrance. “ There's an office for you to work out of just across the...hall here..” she pointed. Inside was an area as big as her office, same type desk, file cabinet , furniture , etc. Had it's own shower in the private restroom. “It was Donna's but she will be using mine now.” I set up the table, and went back to get my oils and stones. Sandra dressed down to the thongs, leaving the sexy choker and top. ..my juices flowing had caused a big wet patch between my legs ...Raj began rubbing on top of my vagina....and begging let me have your pussy baby .........i knew now he was mine for the taking...I slowly pushed him back and told him this was not the right place for what he wanted to do....I told my husband immediately what happened...he was over the moon kissed me and like instantly put his hand between my legs .....baby uve never been so wet ..and he was right..I was gushing with runny. Quickly she lifts her eyes back up. “So, would you know where I can find it?”“I might know,” Junior answers. “I have been around the world. I travel a lot. I have seen a great many things. But...” he pauses to take another puff.“But?” she prompts.There’s always a but. You know where this is going, don’t you?“But I am like my father,” he explains. “I suffer from not remembering correctly unless I have some motivation.”Motivation I bet. Well we’re not... !Before Hazel can finish, Penelope is on. For what seemed like the hundredth time, Payne explained Plan Foxhound. Like all the rest, Andrew Swanson's mood grew grim as the implications set in."I still have family on Earth," Andrew fretted."As do I. As do most of us out here, I suspect," responded Payne. "All we can hope is that when this artificial ice age gets triggered, they won't be alive to suffer through it." Not a great hope. Not a great choice, either: get killed by the Swarm, or get killed by the Confederacy." Swanson didn't.