‘It looks almost human,’ Gary said, ‘except for those god-damn wings. I imagine this is what the Chief is looking for.’‘Yeah! Well,’ Joann... said, ‘you’ve got the gun. I’ll go get the hopper.’ She trotted off, relieved to be away from the grisly scene. She wasn’t looking forward to preparing that… whatever it was… for transport back to MAS-DEC.It was almost dark when Joanna landed the hopper next to Gary. He was pretty spooked by that time. Twice he’d jumped up, ready to shoot the grisly. He was all about the jump in, scrub off, and jump out. When he was dressed in a pair of black pants and a dark grey button down that his mother had bought him for his twenty-sixth birthday the previous year, he walked back downstairs and sat on the couch to catch up on one of the baseball games on TV. At six twenty he left his house and stopped by a flower shop and wondered if Cassidy would like roses or something less formal. He left with a dozen violets drove to her apartment wit ha. For now though, I kept it in, staying silent. If I were going to shareit, it would be in a position where I could demonstrate. That way theymay be able to respect the effort that I had put in, rather than justthinking that I simply liked to dress as a girl. Come to think of it,they didn't need to know about my skirt, although it was part of mysecret, it wasn't the main one."So, what would you like to eat?" she asked us, pulling up to theintercom.I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I smelt. Father stepped aside, walked up to her and took the one hand that was pinching her left breast. Taking her hand in his, he led her slowly to the couch. As he did this, with his other hand he took her bikini top from her chest leaving her totally topless. As if in a trance she made no attempt to cover or withdraw. Her eye's simply darting from my cum soaked body, to my dad's half hard cock, to making eye contact with my mother. Not a word was spoken, but by her actions, and acceptance, volumes.