Your gracious mother allowed us to stay long enough to wash off the road."Blake's mind was rushing hither and yonder did she hesitate naming her husba...d? Was he her husband? Or were they estranged? These thoughts and more tumbled through his head. And he found that he could not tear his eyes from the sight of her pale flesh shown through the laces. With an effort he moved his eyes to her face, where a smirk lingered on her lips. Once again she had caught him looking at something he shouldn't. So, the girls knew more about sex than most girls their age; they had been given the gift of freedom with responsibility, which they had used wisely. Neither was a virgin, but neither was a round heels either. What Susan DIDN’T know was that they regularly had sex with each other. What she ALSO didn’t know was that they knew SHE had sex with women as well, which is where they got the idea.So, here they were, following a really cute guy down the path to the boathouse, and both of them admired. The world of shirts and ties had been left far behind him.Jules stepped outside of the wooden hut that had been serving as a temporary embassy while the real building was being worked on, closing the door behind him. He was greeted by the sounds of construction. A dozen of the dark-furred aliens were hammering and sawing at a log wall, their leather belts and vests laden with all kinds of alien tools suited to Araxie purposes. There were a few UNN engineers in their yellow overalls hovering. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't recognise your voice. dear, I'll put you through," she said. I doubted she had ever heard my voice before. I couldn't recall phoning my Dad at work.Obviously my sister phoned Dad a lot. It didn't surprise me. She was always daddy's little girl, not that my parents had played favourites. But I was the quiet nerdy girl and Alice was the outgoing sporty dynamo. It was easier for them to relate to Alice. I didn't really take after either of my parents. My dad was a salesman.