Fuck! I can't play tennis in a jock and shoes.Alan hadn't answered when Harry got home, so maybe he was already at the courts waiting, and had left hi... dad's clothes in his room. Alan wasn't exactly the neatest kid on the block. Harry padded barefoot and silently down the hallway. That was funny. He could have sworn Alan's bedroom door was closed when he got home, and now it was partially open. It was just as he was pushing the door open that he heard a low voice moaning, "Oh, yeahhhhh, stud,. ”“Yes, Serenissima.”“Progress report?” I asked the Senior Monitor.“Local block cleared. Twenty-five aliens, no bosses or heavies.”“Move the second squad up; begin clearance of the right-hand corridors,” I ordered.“Yes, sir!”“Why the delays?” Teelae asked politely.“We’re having to check each wing of the approach to Silcom. The aliens, for reasons best known to themselves, appear to have gone into ambush mode. That means we need to check each room on all the levels with access to our route. If we. Margaret caught me surreptitiously fiddling with the crotch of my teddy and smiled softly."It's O.K. Bev. Not you. Never you. It was me that brought you to full womanhood and that lovely bump proves it."She gently patted my tummy and guided me towards a padded sort of chair that looked like exactly what it was, a device for examining women's parts. She casually climbed up and spread her legs with nonchalant ease as she handed me the little sample of my own separated sperm."Now. Go on lover. I carefully folded and put away everything, combining the boxes as Icould. I had three boxes of overalls now and Harry didn't want any ofthose. Inside several boxes were garment bags filled with dresses that Ididn't want to just dump back in them, they looked really expensive, sothose I hung in the closet of the unused bedroom upstairs. It wasn'tlong before I had given enough clothes to mom to keep her in new outfitsfor a year, and I had plenty of new stuff for myself as well. I begantaking a.