I loved seeing my 'lady companions' in them and I loved to wear them even when on my own. I loved the way the silk would feel against my skin. I would...feel very feminine, very sexy and very confident. Seeing Alex dressed the same gave the same feelings. Things hotted up properly one evening when we had a girlie night together. Jon was away with his sports team for the night and that left Alex and me to ourselves. She was going away not long after with her girlfriends for a week and she had. When he found it, he wished he hadn't. There was a rupture in the bridge hull about two centimeters long, growing rapidly. The whistling was the sound of the bridge being depressurized. He quickly grabbed a metal plate that had broken away from the floor, chucking it at the breach. It was sucked into place and held there, temporarily sealing the hull. He ordered a nearby crewman to use one of the plasma rifles located on the bridge to weld the plate and hull together. Wiping the sweat off his. She moaned again softly, as she felt his tongue twirl around in her ass. He slipped it out of her bum, kissing her swollen pussy lips lovingly. She gasped as bolts of pleasure shot up her body. He kissed her ass cheek once more, before getting up on his knees behind her. His unnaturally big, thick penis was sticking straight up in the air. He looked over at his nightstand. There was a jar of Vaseline sitting there – he was thinking ahead, and man was he ever glad he did. Holding Charmaine’s. I pulled some bread out of the breadbox, and got some butter from the pantry. The chill in the pantry kept the butter nicely. As a matter of fact, everything I wanted to keep chilled went into the pantry on a shelf by itself. Good way to keep leftovers, really."Say, Carl? Do you remember I asked you to let me go for a couple weeks over Christmas? I have to head to Denver and see my folks. I promised them you know," I reminded him."I remember. Should be no problem. You won't be paid for the time.