The call initiated."Hello?" Bob, is that you? You're not sending an image." Yeah, it's me." She couldn't help smiling. It just made her feel better to...see the life size image of her best friend. "Mom and sis both went out." You want me to come over?" No! I, I mean, no, that's okay. I'm grounded, and was warned I had better stick to the rules." Too bad." Alan suddenly frowned. "What about the convention? When are you getting off the hook? It's only two weeks away."Bobbie sighed, and fiddled with. Even caught as unaware as the earth forces had been, they had destroyed well more than half of those ships.Of the six well, three now, the Pescules had been the first to pay. Her father and a great many ships eradicated them two years after the end of earth.The Second race the Begules had become masters of hiding. It was three years later that they were finally destroyed. Again, it had been her father and a great many allies.A little more than two and a half years ago, Wren had found the third. We went from one store to the next and Marc trailed behind like a sad puppy. After about three hours of clothes shopping, Kelly and Rachel wanted to get a henna on their arms. So they said just continue going on without us and that when they're done that they would call me."Okay, see you later," I waved.Marc pulled me closer to him with his hand around my hip, "That was terrible!" "Sorry!" I laughed, "A girl always takes the opportunity to shop when she wants to."We stopped by a few other. It feels almost like an illusion, like it’s not real. Slip my hand a little higher, brushing past her pussy, until my palm rests on her lower abdomen. Now comes the really tricky part. I need to rotate… Freeze; her leg is moving. Her breathing’s changing. Is she waking up? No, just shifting. She’s thrown her leg over mine; good thing my hand’s on her stomach now. I wonder if the position of her legs means something, or if it’s just random movement in her sleep? Either way, it makes my access.