"Smells good. Are you going tocomb it out?" He stood so close to me that his blue jeans almost touchedmine and I could feel his warm breath on my neck... Both his hands restedon the kitchen counter top surrounding me as he moved so close that Ifelt his muscular body touch mine.Many times he had pinned me to the ground in our days of roughhousing,the times we wrestled with him holding my outstretched arms on theground, his body pressing up against mine and him calling me names,making me cry. I. Deciding in advice from Mom I politely asked "Can I have the crayons?", now at the time I didn't know the word 'borrow' so the wording is what always made me suspicious of what I said. Right as I asked he calmed and looked at me oddly but with a smile he scooted away from the crayons and kept smiling, not using my mind at the time to think twice I grabbed the crayons and passed them out to the kids which got a smile from Sally. The same hoarding kid never touched the crayons again almost to the. A larger bubble immediately formed and broke -- she drew in her breath hoarsely and we moaned loudly as her orgasm washed over us."Natalie, see if you can watch me and still see what I'm seeing at the same time."She opened her eyes and looked hard at me for a moment. "Yeh -- it's really strange, but I can tell which is which without getting it confused." Good; and I can see what you're seeing. Think I need a haircut?" Wanker! Get your mouth to work!"I slid my hands to her hips and helped tip. Mostly I'm working on what will be required for a garden and small orchard. Some of the issues are that there isn't much topsoil on Atlantis-At. So we'll probably have to import it. Right now we've instituted a policy of having all the 'vegetable' scraps added to a compost heap. We ordered red worms to help with that and worm casting heavy soil as well. One other problem is that we could employ a fleet of stagecoach class ships or even a few freighters, and simply don't have the available.