" As Lisa ate she watched Chris. He went about devouring his food like he was eating her pussy again. "You're cute." "You like ...atching me eat?" "You have a talent for it." She was smiling. "Good to see you can recall the highlights of the past 24 hours." She laughed and finished her salad. After dinner Chris asked her what she thought they should do. She said they should. He put on some soft relaxing music, poured more wine and went about giving himself his own manicure. When he was done, he admired his long, French nails. Just like his wife’s. He looked forward to being with her later, just two horny girls celebrating their years of friendship and love together. It was only just after 9 so he knew he had a long night alone. He chose a romantic comedy and sipped wine and got his brain into the most feminine mode possible. At 11:30 he heard the door open. He was. I nodded to her as I sat down."So what's up?" I asked before even trying to eat."A lot," Emma stated bluntly, "but we'll start with the most immediate question." Which," Rebecca interjected putting down her fork, "means the alien women and their current state of health." So how are they?" I asked while I looked down at my plate and cut into a sausage."The same as last night," Rebecca reported. "They're both still unconscious, which under normal circumstances would be worrisome. You don't want. Her dreams made her feel warm and loved. She knew that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Greg when she saw him at the airport. The way her heart fluttered made her know that he was the man she needed to spend eternity with.In the morning when they woke, Greg gave her a quick kiss as he got out of bed and got dressed. He watched Izzy stretch and yawn as she wondered just what Greg was planning for her. She knew Greg had plans to propose to her, he had left his plans out in the open,.