“You know, I can’t think of anything that would be more fun than babysitting you.”She giggled. “The word for what you’re talking about is no... babysitting. At least if it is, then I won’t be letting you babysit my children.”“We leave around eight. It’ll still be hot but the sun will be setting when we get there.”“Shannon, look at that!” Jake said, grabbing her arm.“At what?”“You missed it. Wait for the next car to go by.”“Missed what?”They were coming to the huge wood-framed roller coaster for. I owned clothing for every occasion. I was sure that if I needed it, I could find clothing appropriate for the first landing of aliens on earth in one of my walk-in closets.For this occasion I located a straight blue skirt ending below my knees and a matching blue blazer which gave no hint of any curves. Under it I wore a pointlessly ruffled white blouse. It looked out of place beneath the stern blazer.I considered granny heels but they would have made my efforts too obvious. I tried on quite a. It was obvious that she was intrigued because as I stroked her breasts the nipples stood up harder and longer and her legs separated slightly. Eventually she commented that her breasts were probably well protected so I continued down her belly and onto her thighs and legs. Working back up her inner thighs, I suggested she remove her suit completely -- there were a variety of totally naked people all around -- but she refused. We lay and sunned for a while, mindful of the playtime activities of. It was time to open the gap with her nonexistent competition a little wider. As she waited for her sample to thaw, her mind drifted back to the beauty of the morning's excursion."A world of light! Even Bandar Arenas was never like this, and we're still 36 days from the solstice!" Leaving the chamber control system, she walked over to an adjacent console and began punching up some observation data from the station sensors."Sunset yesterday was at 4:20 PM, the sun's azimuth just 22 degrees west.