Tiffany came down the stairs slowly, nervously. She had dressed as demurely andmodestly as she could, but it was summer in Texas, and she hadn't been ...xpectingthis turn of events. The best she could do was to get back into the white peasantblouse and shorts she had worn over earlier. She had no jeans, no long pants, andno dresses packed. She had pulled her beautiful long blonde hair back into aponytail and put on no makeup in hopes of looking dowdy for the boys.Fat chance. Tiffany Daniels was a. ‘Gentleman, ten paces and halt, forward march!’ Marie began to tremble uncontrollably as she watched her husband, magnificent in the early morning gloom, his white cotton shirt barely concealing his lean upper body. She was short of breath, gasping, at the excitement and terror of the moment. Her ears were deaf to the Doctor counting out each pace, she was transfixed by the figure of her husband. Oh how she loved him dearly, now more then ever in their short marriage. So often when he was off. ..” he stopped, and swallowed. The coppery taste of blood was thick in his mouth. “What just happened? Caleb gasped in his mind, and the thought echoed. “Happened ... happened ... pened ... pened ... ed...”“I ... don’t ... know,” Al mentally panted, trying to regain his mental equilibrium. His thoughts also echoed.“Are we meshed?” Mac asked, also echoing, but less so.“What ... did you ... do?” Caleb haltingly demanded of the computer, still gasping for breath. The echo had faded more, but was. Crash my palm against my needy cunt, and moan. It's not even a conscious action; almost autopilot. Surrendering to its command.Grabbing my panties, I yank them aside to show him my dripping baldness."All day I've been like this. All fucking day."Rolling my hips down, his steel nudges my entrance. Poised. His hands snap from the back of his head to my thighs and dig in as he inhales shakily. "I did this?"Nodding, I raise my free hand and launch it hard against my exposed flesh. I gasp. Let.