He tells Dave that he can come back here and stay overnight that he will stay in the guest room so Dave and I can use our room. We get up and I grab ...ave's hand as he leads me to his car. He opens the door for me as I slide in, I see him looking at my legs as they spread to enter the car giving a peak of my bare crotch, he smiles at me as he closes the door. We make some small talk as we drive to the restaurant I place my hand on his as I see he is a bit nervous. I place his hand on my knee. It was probably a one way mission, but until their countries got more shuttles into orbit, they were on their own. Better to complete the mission with a mixed bag of troops than to sit and wait for help that might never come.A red light came on at the end of the articulated arm which had been extended to make room in the cargo bay for the soldiers. They had rigged a light at its end to ensure that it was mounted where everyone could see it. Space suited figures on both sides of the bay made. It was one of my new neighbors. The one with the jean shorts and tank. He was stunning had a chiseled face with a trimmed short beard that ran his jaw line, great full red lips and a smile that would make anyone melt. I opened the door and asked if I could help him. He stuck out his hand and introduced himself as Paul and then explained that the brother that just left forgot to turn the utilities on so they had no electricity or water, he wondered if I would mind if he and his brother Peter. "How does it feel, sitting in my lap?" Daddy asked me. "Feels good." I admitted. "Almost as good as Mommy's." "Almost?" Daddy said. "What am I doing wrong?" "Mommy would stroke my hair and arms and stuff." I mentioned. "Feltnice." "Okay." Daddy reached up and ran his huge fingers through my hair anddown my neck. "Like this?" "Uh-huh." I agreed. His other hand was running up and down myleg. Actually, it didn't feel at all the way Mommy did it, but Daddy wastrying. And what.