Leaping from one possible future to another, I was able to narrow downher location.She called herself Mrs, Potter and explained to me our conversation...wasan echo of a conversation we 'might' have at some future date. I havegot to admit, because of what I had seen, I was not really listening. Iwas nearly hysterical, crying and demanding to know if it was real andwould happen the way I had foreseen. Calming me, she assured me therewas a way to escape. As she put it, a nexus was forming and I. After a couple of empty grass tiers there were four more levels that seemed to have crops growing on them before the final drop onto the floor of the pit. Almost directly below them on the floor of the pit the road passed a huddle of old cottages and what looked to be farm buildings. To the left of those there was a small lake surrounded by trees and to the right a thicker copse of trees, through the trees some more buildings could be seen, they looked from this distance to be more farm. He grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly back around the front him. In one quick motion he had me straddling his lap. He slipped the spaghetti straps of the nightie down exposing my breasts and began rubbing then, tugging gently on my erect nipples before leaning in and taking one into his mouth. My eyes closed and my head tilted back as I moaned quietly from the pleasure of his warm, wet mouth wrapped around me. I could feel his large erection growing in his pants as it began to rub up. Alyssa pointed at a free seat for Rachel to take, while whispering to her quietly, “I’ll make the introductions later.”The brunette nodded while walking over to the unlit station that she had been directed to, then settled into the comfortable seat, and looked around the bridge in wonder. Alyssa jogged hurriedly over to the briefing room, before disappearing inside to remove her body armour.“Port Medea isn’t out of danger yet, Commander,” Calara said, dampening down her urge to run over and.