I will wash and head over to brief their commander. Wake the men and have them pack up, silenced carbines only and no heavy weapons. Rations for three...days and a double load of ammo just in case."He nodded as I was closing the door. I went take a shower and Sona slipped in with me. I caressed her hips, "I have a mission so..."She touched my lips, "I am going with you."I blinked and then shook my head, "it is dangerous."She rubbed my chest, "I am going. Find me a weapon to watch your back."I. She had her bangs pulled back up and over her head, sloping down on the sides in tight curls, giving the impression of being even taller, with a high, regal forehead. When her five-inch black heels clicked on the entry hall’s floor, Alex gulped in fear.?I understand that you are untrained completely?? she demanded coldly.?Uh-huh? he mumbled.She slapped him hard across the face with her long, ring laden fingers immediately bringing tears to his eyes. ?That is not how you address your. .." I whispered to myself, but she heard and giggled. I wondered what was next in my sister's routine, but she seemed to hesitate. Surely there wasn't much more she could do before dressing and leaving. "I know you've wanted to see me for a long time," she said. My heart stopped, and my face turned pale. "It was pretty obvious," she continued, looking at me through the mirror. "You used to be infatuated with me. I miss that." What was happening here? Was this for real? All of secret. "You like?" I like." They weren't high-riders; they sagged a little and moved easily. I wasn't surprised, from the cleavage. There wasn't a damned thing wrong with them, though. "The skirt, too," I directed. "Are you wearing panties?" No," Elena replied, unzipping the skirt. "Just the nylons and the garter belt. Mack likes that."There was a lot to be said for it; I wasn't a fan of pantyhose, not that it had mattered, particularly, up to now. She stood there, looking coy; she had pubes -- a.