Sherry comes over and sits next to me on the couch. She puts her arm around me and slowly leans in for a soft kiss. I kiss her back softly at first, t...en a little deeper. We continue to kiss and turn to rub our bodies together. Pressing our breasts together, hands rubbing everywhere. We continue to kiss and rub for several minutes, just feeling each other. Mark and Chad just sit and watch, neither moving or talking. I slowly move my hand to Sherry’s wetness, pressing my fingers against her. Thompson's watching eyes.She was surprised that Agatha had inserted her hand under her dress and was petting her buttocks with the kind of effrontery a high-spirited lag would be expected to muster in the same circumstances. Since the headmistress was not aware of it, she allowed it to continue because in all honesty her imagination ran away with her and she daydreamed that the exploring hand belonged to the handsome young soldier who had opened the doors to their car on the train. He was such. "Hey, kitty, I'm coming now, breakfast time! And isn't it a great day!" And I hit the bottom of the stairs and rounded the corner—Into a horror movie.The first thing I saw was the towels spread out on the table. And more towels strewn about on the floor, stiff with what I knew had to be dried blood. And in the middle of the table itself, mostly covered by yet another towel, was my poor cat, unmoving."Oh," burst out of me inadequately. I stopped dead still for a moment and stared.What in God's. Four-Arms, Diamondhead, XLR8,Stinkfly, Wildmutt... he frowned. He couldn't find Cannonbolt orWildvine, or indeed any of his more recent aliens. Oh crud... he wasback to his original ten again!Unseen speakers blaring inhuman voices in a language he didn'tunderstand snapped him from his train of thought. No time to worry aboutthat now, they were coming for him. He turned the watch the familiarshape of Heatblast and smirked."Alright, it's hero time!" he announced to no one in particular andslammed.