She felt some of her cramps but the pain was not too bad. I looked into her mind and quickly called for the diagnostic unit. In seconds one was here c...rcling the women and then her abdomen.I saw the raw data and knew that her child was sick of waiting. I moved close to her and smiled. "Your baby wants to get out." Now?" She wailed."Wants to meet Uncle Henry I guess. Let's get you to medical."Glosna was helped to the matter transmitter station and we were instantly in medical. Tractors carefully. "Miley looks way windy in the back, are youokay?" Thinking to myself before if I see Miley having a hard time, Iwould definitely try to make her have more of a hard time. Now I amasking her if she is okay like I am actually concerned like a girl wouldbe."I haven't tried to put the top up yet, so if it's too windy back thereI can put it up Miley." Looking back, I see Miley smiling looking outher side of the car with her hair in the wind.Looking over at my mommy she just put her hair in a high. But, when she put on a pair of 3 inch heels, a knee-length black skirt, and a red button up collared top, she transformed into the professor/teacher/librarian/accountant of every man’s fantasy. Her hair was up in a tight pony tail, and she still had on her black rectangle-rimmed glasses.So there I was, paralyzed by fear, except for my cock, which was growing as I looked at her firm calves, the ass closely hugged by her skirt, her flat stomach, her amazing, round tits (I found out later 34DD). After years of abandonment, the property was sold to a man named Finch. Augustus Finch. He soon became the landlord of what was now ‘Finch Luxury Apartments’. I’m assuming the ‘luxury’ part of the name came from the original condition of the hotel, to which it had not hardly been restored. The walls and floorboards were faded and cracked. Everything was monochrome. The wallpaper in the rooms were gone, the white paint in the halls had somehow faded further. You’re more likely to see a rat in.