I offered it to her. Thought she would think it was weird but not that weird, considering her friend Kristy practically used to be her unpaid masseuse... Fortunately, she didn’t think much of it. Knowing how she was, she probably loved it on more than one level.I just wanted to be close to her, touch her, smell her secant, and working my hands on any part of her body after a stressful workout always helped making her smell fill the air. I was never a smoker, and I never drank. But I suspected. I rang the bell and she came to open the door she was wearing a black translucent nighty which was looking hot on her with black bra and panty inside. I went inside her house and there was no one there she was alone at home she asked me to sit on sofa and she sat next to me she offered me a drink and I took it after that she went to her bed room. I was sitting on the sofa and I felt a little bored so I thought of going and checking her out in the room I entered the room I saw her standing near. "Trigon, fire a blast to disable his ship!" Wren yelled.There was a moment's pause, then twin beams reached out from Wren's ship faster than the escaping ship. Even as they struck, Wren started to curse as the beams had little effect.Only a moment later, her brother's ship opened a wormhole, then it was gone. "Damnit! I thought I had him! Are you able to track him?" Wren asked."I am sorry master Wren I... Master Wren! I am detecting a damaged rear signal suppressor. I am reading a faint trail. .. where was Paul! God only knew what Linda had done to him already!The distraught mother took off running to the only place she knew to look for her son, the Walter's house. They lived almost a half mile away, and Jean ran through the trees like a frightened animal. Totally winded by the time she arrived at the sprawling ranch-style home, she stood in the trees beside the clearing to catch her breath and fought desperately to regain control. Her mind was a torrent of conflicting emotions....