Pamela did not know what Brittany had in mind, but she did know that she wanted to see Tommy.Brittany called Tommy into the room. Tommy did not know t...at Pamela was there and as soon as he saw her, he got a sickening knot in his stomach. Brittany saw the fear in Tommy's eyes, and instantly got wet between her legs. "Tommy," Brittany began, "You will now serve Pamela, and me." Pamela was confused. She wandered what Brittany meant by "serve". She did not have to wait long to find out... Brittany. "I've got to go," he said as the huge bay doors began opening to admit the arriving lander. His station for the final segment of their extended charade was elsewhere.As soon as the bay was re-pressurized Mallet strode confidently down the lander's extended ramp. "Cromartie!" he called out as he went. He was, as Meiersdottir had predicted, by himself. But his hand lingered suspiciously near a pocket in his suit."Mallet only," said Cromartie on the bridge into his communicator. He was observing. On the way, they passed the saloon and Angus as to be expected took his leave to have a quick shot of the whiskey provided by the McGregor clan for customers with a desire to imbibe something tastier than the usual rotgut that was better suited to the Indian tribes that had no sense of the taste of fine booze.Sheila and Graham continued on alone and when they got close to the laundry tent they could see the steam rising from the big vats of clothes being washed with the wood fire heated. Otherwise, it was just to demonstrate to Tag how much she loved him, though no such demonstration was necessary. A few strokes of her tongue on his shaft and a few slips up and down his shaft between her lips was the extent of the action on other nights. By this time, they had already exhausted their desire for conventional kisses, and Tag was ready to worship Jane's nipples with his mouth on one side and his large hand on the other side. Jane lay down on her back with the towels under her ass.