"Contact pinging IFF! Friendly! She's the La Grange!"Captain Wygant felt a wave of relief wash over her as the disturbance in the star-field resolved ...tself into the form of a Haskell-class attack transport. Wielded to her hull were a pair of superluminal engines, of the kind used by corvettes."We were told you could use a pair of these?" read the message from the La Grange's captain. "Outpost zero-zero-niner had them just sitting around, so we decided to take them with us."As her bridge crew. "We got trouble, drain's blocked."He hurried to the house where a two tone naked Nicola awaited him."We done her bottom half then when we went to change water it were so muddy we blocked drain," Bessie wailed."I see problem," asserted George poking a piece of wire down the plug hole and with a great slurp the foul water was gone."Lor blimy sir I'm as white as her ladyship," Nicola observed in amazement."I thought t'were suntan not shit," agreed George, his prick stiffening."Yes and you have not. They exited through the front gate and headed across the boulevard. The crush of traffic was just beginning to move from the lot as they made their way to his car. Together they exited the area by way of the alley behind the Salvation Army Store and were out of the traffic jam before it began. They headed across town. She sat sideways in her seat looking at his profile and enjoying being close to him. When they were within 100 feet from her house she opened the garage door from her key chain. I reached out and felt the still warm mahogany. I blush to admit it, but to my shame, I kissed the toilet seat, knowing that her naked, womanly bottom had, only minutes earlier been in contact. Disgusted with myself, I shook my head and began the task in hand.There was a much bigger area of grouting to refurbish than I expected and it took almost two hours to complete. However, I was happy with the result, tidied up and turned to leave. Then I saw them. A pair of the most exquisite, wispy.