The house was an old Victorian style that had been upgraded with some modern features like air conditioning. It had high ceilings and somewhere along...the way a previous owner had built an addition on the back that was a nice bedroom and bath suite. That was going to be my room for the month.I was greeted by my sister, Robin. Robin was the older of us and had been married for 15 years. She married at 18 and was ten years older. She was more a babysitter than a sister and we tended to get. The tiny eye holes were covered with a black fabric that she could see through as if she were looking through a thick dark fog. Quickly falling away from the full length mirror she leaned against the wall almost panting and she knew she needed to calm herself.Straightening on shaky legs she picked the tail up, bent and twisted to the side she pressed the plug against her lips, which immediately opened and coated it with honey. Moaning at the touch she trembled again. Time was running out, she. Orion didn't see them at first, but it was a couple of dark drones. He raced toward them. Cassio's ship appeared ahead of them from behind an asteroid and they were in range to shoot the dark drones."They don't see them," whispered Novia even though the channel was only between Orion and her. "Veer off a little to make them think you are about to go the other way." I was thinking the same," Orion said."The drones are turning!" said Novia. They would for sure be noticed.Orion throttled up in the. We normally got pretty fussed up when we met for Sunday brunch, but this time I was wearing a short emerald green off-the-shoulder dress that Michael had bought for me that I hadn’t worn yet. That and a pair of matte gold strappy sandals that I hadn’t worn yet either. ‘Well shut the front, back and side door!’ Greta practically shouted. ‘Look at you! All sexed up just to have brunch with me?’ Greta was a lot like me except in a center-of-attention, wild-ass life-of-the-party sort of way. She.