Reaching out, I grabbed her shirt and pulled her back, getting even with her, entering the bathroom at about the same time. I pulled off my shorts and...put them in the hamper and shot a look her way. “You might want to leave, Vanessa. I’m about to take a shower in here.” “Fuck no, you’re not.” Without missing a beat, she stripped her shirt and spandex pants off, leaving her in just a pair of boyshorts and a sports bra. “That shower is mine.” Our eyes locked, neither of us wanted to back down. In. ‘Anyway forgetting about Jean and sex for the minute. I sensed that there was something bothering you at breakfast this morning, Frank. I didn’t want to ask in front of the children, but is something wrong?’ For a few seconds I debated whether to broach the subject with Sonya in my mind and came to the decision that we’d have to talk about it sooner or later. Probably the sooner the better! ‘Well, to be honest with you, Sonya, no, not really at the moment. But I just can’t help wondering when. The voice told him almost pleading.What in the hell was going on? Alan thought as he held up a hand blocking about thirty energy blasts. Alan told the mind. the mind asked, even as Alan blocked and reflected half of the next wave of blasts that hit his defenses. There were about fifteen cries before Alan felt the minds of those cries passed out. Alan told those left. the mind told those left. Alan heard several minds respond. the first mind said. Alan asked.There was an almost audible gasp. She’s a delicious kisser, and my hands wrap around her waist as she slowly sits down on my lap and encircles her arms around my neck.Our tongues entwine and dance and I can’t resist my hand running up and down her stockinged thigh, before moving around the back to gently squeeze her pert little arse cheek, toned from all that running she’s been doing lately. “God I can’t tell you how much I’ve wanted to kiss you again…” I say, as we finally come back up for air and look lustily into one.