Once more my sister was nude in front of me, but this time she wasn’t standing in front of an art class. This time she was laying on top of her cove...s, sliding a small pink dildo in and out of her wet pussy. I could see her juice gleaming on the rubber cock as she moved it inside her with one hand and was pulling on her nipple with the other.“I didn’t think you were going to come over so I started by myself.”I gave her some cheese-ball line like; “Well, maybe we should finish together,” and. They occasionally ventured into the colony beyond, but it was a dismal place that just about served its citizens' basic requirements and not much else.The Hygiean national dress was principally designed for life in low gravity. The heavy padded outfits and massive boots made everyone appear to be very chunky, although it kept them rooted to the ground while everything around fell leisurely downwards. Hygiean citizens made an almost comical sight as they stepped so lightly while being hardly. "That's them!" announced Bethtriumphantly.Steve read their histories. They were both independentcontractors. They worked for whoever paid them. They had areputation for being very professional. Steve was surprised thatthey had screwed up. The question was who were they working for.The sketch artist got up and walked out, closing the door behindhim.Steve picked up the phone and called the Director. He had giventhem strict orders that he was to be notified if there were anyfuture threats to Beth.. She climbed onto the waiting bus, which was air conditioned but still uncomfortably warm, and plopped down in an empty seat near the front.The female driver closed the door and pulled away from the curb. "How you doin', today?" she asked Lissa, who was a regular passenger."Only four weeks of school, and I'm already burned out. Don't know if I can take another year of that place." I hear you," said the driver. "You hang in there, honey. At least it's Friday, right?" Yeah, thank God for.