She stares intently, sat in a reclining position, legs open, right hand up her skirt. As I feel Betty squirm, her breath coming quick through her nose... I notice that Kath is indeed wearing stockings, the skirt now hitched up high enough to see, Kath's arm is moving, quick, small jerks, shaking, she's doing it now, playing with herself while she watches her friend being fingered by a man young enough to be her grandson. Focusing my attention back on Betty I concentrate my efforts on her clit,. A truce was called on the condition that all hostilities would cease and the delectable approach to the mound became a designated no-digit-land. The control center was not satisfied and thought the truce was precarious at best but the mound relishing the titillating signals from the knee thought it would be safe to enjoy them because of the truce and managed to appeased central control.Meanwhile the game in the warm sea above had halted and another assault on the neck was in high gear. That led. "You know you don't have to worry about any of this," she said as she waved her hand at the roomful of furniture, "Adam and I got it under control." I know." He won't be back tonight." I know, he called," I answered."I think he was afraid he'd break into tears or something." I smiled back. The same thought had crossed my mind. According to dad's philosophy, Montgomery men weren't supposed to cry.And then we just sat side by side without talking. Each thinking our own thoughts. She took a sip. “And see if you can get an update from Ensign Daniels. I might need the information.”“You’ll be talking to them,” she pointed out.“I have a viewscreen in here,” I replied. “A written summary will work perfectly. I just need to know so I can answer questions if I’m asked.”“I’ll get something for you. Putting you through,” Ensign Munfree said. “Oh, Ensign White is off shift.”“Good, I’d prefer if more of our crew was, but most of engineering is hard at work fixing all our problems,” I.