"Don't forget your datapad," Janet told him."Oh yeah," said Mark. He walked back and picked the device off a shelf from where he had tossed it earlier... When he got back to the door, Janet had settled her gleaming black helmet on her head. He couldn't see her face through the visor. He knew there were all sorts of communications and sensor capabilities built into her helmet and armor. The Elites looked darkly futuristic in their anonymity, although people who called them storm troopers tended to. When I said , I would have to ask her about it, she was bit fumed , and asked my mobile . She called my wife and personally invited my wife for the dinner. I was taken aback with this gesture and ma’am just smiled.On Friday, after noon , Ma’am took my wife’s number from me and called her. I didnt know about the rest of conversation . In the evening I reached home to get ready for the dinner. My wife had already made food for my parents and had made our son ready. She had put on a bule chiffon. Bob got a surprise when the baby inside his sister’s body moved and one of its appendages pressed against his hand as he was sliding it over her belly. Surprisingly, that added to his desire for her. Over her belly, through Lise’s pubic hair, his hand moved, seeking her pussy, wanting to add to the thrills he was giving her. ‘Uhhhhhhhh!!!!’ Lise groaned. Her hips thrust upward as her brother’s fingers came in contact with the swollen bud of her clit. ‘Oh, Bob, that feels so gooooodddddd!!!. Jim checked the mirror just in time to see Melinda double-checking her make-up. For someone who was not interested in the man with whom she was going to a restaurant she seemed to take inordinate interest in her appearance. “This is going to be a disaster.”“What was that?”Jim asked, “Why did you ask me to handle your security this evening?”“I don’t know,” Melinda answered evasively. She wasn’t about to admit that his name was the only one she could remember when asked who she wanted on security.