You drink too much, you sleep badly, and on and on.Engineer Chris Jacobs was having one of those days. He had woken up feeling like he had been run ov...r by a truck. He rolled out of bed with the kind of aching slowness you’d expect of a much older man. He had drunk far too much last night; he might even register a BAC that would get him fired, but he hoped not. His wife, Mickey, had already left the house to go to work. His kids were out of the house, returning to school for Monday once again.. . so many things to do, so little time.Prioritize. Delegate. She’d stop in and talk to Avery and let her handle the rest. “Let him go. Send my apologies to Decurion Omachuck and tell him to stand down but remain ready. I’ll meet Gebel in his quarters and assess the situation.”Octavia stopped just outside of Calix’s dwelling. By Confederacy convention, if not exactly law, a Citizen was allowed a certain amount of privacy. Under normal circumstances, the door would only open for the base. I ground my hips against his belly in a slow, sensuous circle. Grabbing my hips, Austin started shoving his cock to the depths of my soaking wet pussy. I helped by pushing back as he stroked my depths. We were both breathing in grunts and squishing and slapping noises filled the room. Sandy was on her back with her head between by legs in a position where she could lick and suck my clit while her husband was fucking me. It seemed like her lips, tongue and fingers were all over my body. I could. After lunch, the following day, we said goodbye to Anne and her father. We had all thanked Betsy, Doris, and the rest of the staff earlier in the day. It would be almost four more months before we returned here. And we still had no idea when we would be allowed to return to our own time. One of the stable hands drove us to the train station. All trains had resumed normal schedules during the past couple of weeks.We all traveled together to Roberta's home. Our plan was to impose ourselves in.