Weather patterns on Borealis were unpredictable on the best of days, and seemed downright hostile on others, as if the world itself was trying to knoc... you out of the sky. This was one of those days, and she struggled with the vessel’s flight stick as she tried to locate her destination, circling as best she could in order to shed some of the speed she still retained from atmospheric insertion.She had coordinates to the base, but this planet was primitive and did not have GPS satellites in. 'Tell me what you're going to organise, boss.' A memory forced its way into my brain. 'But I've got to buy flowers: it's Dolores's birthday and I'll get gold stars for remembering.' She grimaced.'Do we have to?''Elena's going to need a job while she organises herself and she hasn't even got a passport, and I bet Monica won't have one either. I need to keep Miguel sweet, and that means Dolores. If I can't persuade them to employ her I don't know what to do.' I looked at her in a melting. I hoped the information given to John Stafford would lead to the throttling of the supply of White Lady into Europe, but with wealthy, important, and venal men at the helm of the business, I knew it was a Forlorn Hope.I admit to being quietly pleased at the progress the Greeks made. Muskets could be loaded, fired then reloaded, well within the time allowed for soldiers in the British Army. The Souliotes, who traditionally used blades rather than muskets, improved their marksmanship with all the. " Taylor whispered before pulling me tight against her for yet another wet kiss. It seemed she had truly fallen for me.My throbbing cock was pressed against to her as my hands grasped her round ass. She stiffled a moan as she felt it. I knew that if we weren't careful Taylor would begin squirting.I kissed her again. "Okay, as long as you promise you will never let me get in trouble, I am up for it." Oh my goodness, really? Fuck, you are going to make me cum before we even get started!" she.