I said goodnight and went to the bathroom to change into my sleeping shorts, then returned to the sofa. For nearly an hour I lay there trying to sleep...but my mind was filled with thoughts of Faith and how hot she must look wearing her nighty. My cock was throbbing and fully hard, I slid my hand under my shorts and began rubbing as I closed my eyes and thought of Faith. About ten minutes went by when I heard Faith softly say "Could I be of some assistance?" My eyes popped open and there next to. Her small hand clamping my throbbing 6.5” dick but fat as her wrist.She was horny,she was aching for cock but was now scared too after holding it and measuring its width.Meanwhile she was rubbing my dick I was smooching her and licking her tongue.I put my tongue in her mouth and rolled it over hers.Our salivas mixed and over souls also merged to one.I went down to her waist after she made me so hot with rubbing.I pulled off her saree and removed it.She was wearing a silky red petticot.I pulled. Space agencies had expressed confidence. "All part of the normal operation cycle." It wasn't. They didn't know, either, but what else could they have said? Our satellites are falling from the sky, and the only way that could happen is if someone had hijacked them? So they'd kept their mouths shut, and all anyone seemed to know was that it was all..... normal. Usual. Nothing to worry about. Those few who did know - who had gathered, and planned, and bought, and organised - weren't saying. He was going to have to do some shopping and he was going to have to spend forty minutes in the kitchen before dinner. He did not believe Emma and Zoë would mind sitting at the kitchen table while he did his stuff. So that he did not make a nonsense he decided that he needed to draw up a task list with timings, a detailed list at that.Then it occurred to him that there were other preparations such as dusting the dining-room and drawing-room, hoovering, polishing the table, laying it, checking.