Tyler: Heya Donna...you walking home?Oh its you...yes I am.Tyler: I'll walk you home.No...No there's no need.Tyler: Tell you what...i'll call you a ca....And he did. I was glad in many ways as I hated walking home. He was quite quiet in the cab. I guess the bravado was for his mates. And he did as he said. He dropped me to my door. As I left the cab he jumped out as well and paid the driver.What...what you doing?Tyler: Thought I'd come in for a coffee.I tried to tell him I was a married woman, my. A split second later, the sound wave hit.The squirrels. Fighting back. The stupid, fucking ... there had been a chance this wasn't an attack. That it was, yes, a damaged ship. That those leaving it on feathered wings were abandoning the craft to its fate.Now ... now...The ship was falling.Danny could see that. It was going to come down, inland, to the west. On the other side of the crops, it looked like. There was fire. A dozen, two dozen, winged creatures were gliding down, green wings spread. After some thought it hit me. The officers were cronies, political elite and princes. Being an officer in the military was an ego trip and notch up the ladder. It looked good in all the portraits hung everywhere. Of course there were the prestigious parties and events they all went to.The marching soldiers were the low end of the social ladder; they weren’t entitled to be called princes or other prestigious names. But they were not going to work in the oil fields; that was nasty, hot, dangerous. She is gorgeous. She’s about average height, blonde and built like a porn star but she’s all natural. Seriously, she’s got 34DDs at least I think they are and a delicious peachy ass. Her skin is lightly tanned as we live by the coast and she’s a sun worshiper and ever so smooth. I’m not one of those guys who lusts after his mom… well I’d like to think I’m not anyway but it is hard to miss such a beautiful angel living with you.We live in a fairly large house with a pool outside and in the.