As his body recovered slowly, he looked to see the door open. Clean and fresh, she happily cavorted before him. Amazonian, her taut shapely body held ...im captivated. “You know, I had to order this from their replicator, the one I had on didn’t fit anymore.” “Huh?” She held her new body suit aloft. “Well, my thighs are thicker, not much but enough and seriously, my hips a little broader. I have guns now and well, you know about chest.” Jamie sniggered. “I’m the same as you the cut wasn’t right. I am just now realizing how hard it is to come back to where you were after you move so far apart. You can't really pick up where you left off, but need to start over.We spend the rest of the afternoon shopping and exploring and enjoy dinner at a romantic little restaurant nestled in the trees. On the car ride back to our treehouse, Kira thanks me for planning such a fun day for her. We hold hands and she leans over to kiss me on my cheek. My mind wanders to nighttime activities. She is. "Well helloo, nurse!" she called."Hello yourself!" Charlotte said, her face breaking into a goofy grin. "You'll never believe what I can do now!"She went into the next room and they heard a faucet running. A minute passed and Charlotte returned with a bucket of water. She unbuttoned her nurse's coat and unhitched her skirt. She bent over and pointed her heart-shaped ass at the girls, sliding the panties slowly down over her bubble butt and dropping them to the floor.Charlotte turned to face. .. unusual. His black coat matched his hair and shoes. Carl always wore a black toupee. Diner patrons referred to Carl’s toupee as, “Hair by Monsanto.” Others mumbled that Carl’s hair had more petroleum than most oil cans.Carl thought his black shoes rendered him invisible. Invisible meant safe and Carl lived for safety. The owner of a serious case of agoraphobia, Carl rarely ventured out and when he did, it was almost always to a place he felt safe.Last Chance was one place Carl felt he could.