Sometime later, they had awakened, and Olivia, unsteady, went to use the bathroom. When she came out nude, holding her dress, “Yep, no doubt that we...had a good time on our wedding night,” she said as she giggled and pointed to the copious stains on the inside of the back of the once-beautiful dress.After hanging it in a carrier that the Matthews had thoughtfully provided, Olivia stood back to admire the dress. “Now, that’s what a wedding dress should look like the morning after.” Turning back. With her Swiss upbringing her tastes were, quite naturally, very European. She thought through ideas we discussed together, planned carefully and exploited the catalogs, and calculated in metrics, so Ikea was precisely her cup of tea. She showed a quite remarkable sensitivity in use of fabrics, ceramics and polished woods, and a nigh on professional technique in interior design. Her talents were impressive and, what’s more, the results were, like the flowers and the terra cotta pot, just. Continuing to massage your breasts I nuzzle your neck. Squealing you tell me to stop as my beard tickles you. “Let’s go upstairs,” I whisper in your ear, and continuing to kiss your neck. “I can’t,” you say, “I have to get these dishes finished.” Still nuzzling your neck my hands travel down your body to your hips and pull you back to me. Giggling you finally give in. Leading you by the hand we head up to our shared bed and I start to slowly undress you, still marveling at how beautiful you. Slowly, the crashing, burning sound died out, giving way to silence. A door opened and a voice coming from the speakers around the cabin said ?This is the captain. I would like to welcome you to Mars where the local time is 11:33 AM. You are now free to move about the cabin. Please enjoy your stay.? As the passengers filed out, they all gasped in wonder at the planet surface. The last passengers to file out were four girls, all in their late teens or early twenties. They passed through the.