And I don't like that at all. Not as a lustful pig or her parent because of the attention she's bound to receive. "But goodness, could her ass be an... more perfect?" I think to myself, groaning and continuing to gawk at her. I'm literally sucking in my breath watching her go up the steep steps as her dress pulls taunt on her shapely bottom driving me crazy with lust, jealousy, and confusion. The lust should be obvious. As disgusting as it is, I want her body all to myself. As a matter of. I stayed home this time and slept for I was the one with the long watch to give the rest a chance to rest.After my own rest I took the new equipment to the main base. There I started assembling the finicky precision fabricator unit. An annulus just a fraction larger than two metres was constructed of small ceramic segments. When these were fused together they formed a ring with an inner diameter of a hundred and six centimetres. The small units I produced with my mind and the small fabricator. “A couple of times,” Margaret said with a blush.“Did you enjoy it?”Blushing more, Margaret confessed, “Actually, I loved it. Every slap to my butt just sent electrical sparks to my clit. I’ve cum so hard I was weak.”Elizabeth was somehow elated to hear her sister’s announcement. “Do you think that Daddy ever spanked Mom?”“Oh, I know he did,” Margaret said with assurance. “At least twice, I heard him. Yelling at her about breaking his rules, and then I would hear the slaps followed by her howls.. She looked at me and I knew by the look on her face, I wasn’t going to like what she had to say.“Bret…” I stopped her mid-sentence and downed my drink and set it beside hers.“Go ahead, continue,” I said to her.“I… I have a confession to tell you. My boyfriend didn’t really get stuck in Philly tonight. He knew I was spending the night with you and that I wanted to fuck you. I planned it. I knew you wouldn’t willingly do it.““What? I knew I shouldn’t have… Great. Should I be expecting your.