She was, she said, five-eight and a hundred and ten, and she needed extra-long hose. "Oh and these are thirty-six and my hips are down to thirty-five ...hanks to chasing little kids, waist's usually about twenty-five." He scurried away and the fawning man led her to a chair and two young women appeared and washed her hair and did her finger and toenails.When they were done, Vixen's hair was a rich auburn streaked with gold and very fluffy, turned under and curling about her ears and cheeks.. “You made it disappear?” he laughed. “They will think it is gone,” Solaria said nodding her head. Adrian looked back at the television. Sure, enough they were talking about the dead occupants of the ship and that maybe the reason no one came out. “Where is it?” Adrian asked. “In Orbit,” Solaria replied. “It is still repairing, but now it is camouflaged and orbiting the planet.”“Genius,” Adrian nodded. He was sure the military would stick around for another day or two, but after that, there will. But the dessert came, and the moment passed.She was bright and fun to be with, and they found themselves talking freely. There were a surprising number of shared enthusiasms. He turned on all the charm he could muster, wanting to impress her. He thought she liked him, but there was that veil, the unspoken feelings they had shared. They both were hesitant to get into it. They finished the champagne.The evening was warm, and they decided to walk for a while. The silence was comfortable, as though. "She looks good, Meredith. Nice job," he commented eyeing me. Meredith tried to mumble her thanks, but she had already begun to cinchup her bridle and her words were garbled. Becky dressed herself just like Meredith and I, but her leathers were alight tan buckskin. Craig put the single gloves on both of his sisters, then,taking the three sets of reins, he lead us all out of the shed and into theearly evening air. I felt my nipples stiffen in the cool and. A stiff breeze was whipping thetress.