I was lucky enough to own acouple of ball gowns and I already knew which one I'd be wearing onSaturday night. I replied to Richard's email, telling hi... I was happywith the arrangements he'd made and how much I was looking forward toseeing him. I didn't mention it in my message but I knew, after theparty, I'd be inviting Richard back to my place.Saturday soon arrived and at around six o'clock I started mypreparations for the ball. I knew exactly what I was going to wear andthe look I was aiming. Maybe if all men and all women were like this then the rutting like rabbits would take up too much time; but it seemed unlikely that, no matter how successful I was in bringing the male back into testosterone heaven, they would ever spend their whole time fucking their lives away. I could think if worse ways to go.Smenta and Minty went their ways, with their lovely fleshy bottoms and bouncy boobs, smiling and contented (and, of course, with the Don Johnson patent sore overused cunt). Smurf. She imagined wrapping her arms around his strong neck and pulling him close. ‘God, stop it’ she scolded. The next week elapsed quite quickly. Lisa was able to handle her work, propose her designs and contact her clients without any issues. Alfred had spent mostly all his time at the hospital. She had accompanied him few times but being at the hospital was not easy for her. Though she concentrated on her work, she could not help the disappointment of not seeing Dominic more often. With Uncle. This was the first time any human had been inside a Tensorian fighter. There were two control panels on the side and a central control center, if that's what it was. It looked more like a saddle with a protruding shaft.Alexis surveyed the first console. "This looks like a communications console."Torr said, "This looks like tactical." from the console on the other side."Oh dear." Beck said, from the central control, "I've heard of this. I think this is flight control." We don't have time for.