It works great. She loves it.“If you like and if Wingman’s up to it, we could do a painting. Actually, I’ll let you paint, that is.”Her face g...ves a little shift and then shines as she realizes I want her to be the artist, not the model ... at least not yet. I set up a canvas and some paints, just the non-toxic washable stuff of course, and lay it all out on the floor. She giggles at herself for wondering how Wingman would paint if it was on an easel.“Come on, Wingman, let Karen get down here. We need to go shopping,” she said.“I’m not coming. You’ll take years to select a dress,” I said“No dear. It’s just a nightdress and inners. It won’t take long.”“Ok then. I’ll bang you at the shop.”We went to a textile shop. No one was there. Even the shopkeeper was irritated as mom was taking too long. I saw a transparent black baby doll dress.“Hey, this will be perfect,” I said.“Ok, let me check it in the trial room,” mom said.The shopkeeper was also waiting outside the trial room with me to. The convicts are arrested pirates and personnel convicted dealing with the Worm. They were on their way to Brisbane, some of them to be executed. The rest to serve life sentences.”The Admiral pulled up a situation map of the region.“We do not know how they managed to take control of a ship with marine guards, wearing prisoner control suits unless they had outside help. I want that prisoner transport secured, any surviving officers rescued and whoever helped identified, arrested or eliminated.. Lara sends her hand skating over Jenny's back, down to the small of her back to map the heft and curve of her hips. And as she does so, every last knot of her uncertainty untangles. When they emerge from the shower, their flesh is a rosy pink, and Kurt hands each woman a soft, dense sheet towel. When dry, their towels wrapped about their torsos, Kurt says. "Perhaps, Jen, this might be the right time to show Lara your collection of toys. Let her choose something?" "Has a girl ever fucked you.