Linda, always the extrovert, bounced up from her chair, turned, placed her hands on the arms, bent forward and lifted her skirt. At first it appeared ...hat she wore nothing underneath. Further inspection revealed a minute white thong trapped between the cheeks of a nicely rounded arse. I admit that thongs do nothing for me but there was no denying the erotic effect of those pale orbs framed by the dark material of her skirt. Slowly, Linda reached behind her, moved the thong to one side and held. When his lips reached her feet, he knelt down, out of her line of sight and she could feel him undoing the straps of her stilettos. When the first foot was free he pressed his mouth to her arch, sending new and thrilling sensations through her. The second stiletto followed the first and Cade slowly worked his way back up her legs, kissing her smooth calf, gently biting the tender inside of her thigh. Straightening from his position, he hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties and gave a. First of all, she and Ken had gotten married three weeks afterward, in a simple ceremony at the local Justice of the Peace. Her presence in the Clark household no longer caused raised eyebrows after that, and their neighbors had accepted them as a model community family, happy, close-knit.Tony was still going out with Debbie Mason--Bette had, after that first night in Ken's bedroom, found that the girl had a lot of redeeming qualities and had even grown somewhat fond of her, now that she had. With his knowledge on modification and destruction he took what was there changed it radically and destroyed any trace of what lay before. He soon became so adept at this that the steps he took disappeared and all that was left was the creation itself. He applied creation to all levels. He tinkered with creation as he had tinkered with everything else. He built nothing big. But there was an emptiness. The very race that had spawned him had grown extinct with time. And though he could alter time.