”“Yeah, we saw the big explosion from that direction. Thanks for getting rid of the bastards. What are you doing here?”“We just wanted to make...sure that we had done a complete job, and we must have, judging from that monster hole in the ground. We are from Worcester, and are just scouting the general situation. What are you doing?”“We are trying to set up a little town here. We have 17 men and 13 women, so things get a little testy at times, if you will pardon the pun. However, we have talked. ” Said Philippa.“Shoot, that is a lot of weight. It will take ages to get my muscles back and I have a lot of eating to do! Philippa, what is the Queen like?” asked Jason.“She is pleasant and personable much like Lisossa. We sit and chat like old friends in the evenings. She misses her husband very much. Her daughters are busy with their own lives but we see them two or three times a week at dinner time.“Pardela would find them interesting. The families do not include the husband most of the. I could feel the heat from her body through the stockings covering her legs. She pushed my hand up a little further on her leg and I felt the tops of her nylons and the garters that held them up. "You haven't answered me. Do you like what you see?" There was a pause as she changed her line of thought. "Ken, I'm going to be honest with you, I like you. Very much, actually. That's why I kissed you like I did. I have one question for you. Do you want to make love to me?" My mind finally cleared. I am paralyzed – like a deer in the headlights. In the kind of slow motion you only see in movies, we draw closer to one another. The unmistakable recognition of shared passion passes between us, palpable and magnetic. Our mouths meet as if they are made to be together. Our tongues dance. Our hands explore. Your low groan as my hands grab your ass is so incredibly enticing. Every nerve ending is alive. ‘We can’t do this,’ you say, pulling away slightly. You sound as if your head is trying to.