Claire knew she wasn't making it easy on her lover. Diana had been looking forward to this vacation for months as part of their ongoing efforts to mak... themselves into a true family. Three instead of two. This vacation was part of that struggle. An attempt to meld yet another aspect of their lives. It had been "Diana and Anthony" before it was "Diana, Anthony, and Claire," and the thought that there were still parts of "Diana and Anthony" that she couldn't be a part of scared her sometimes.When. Ted would paint the tip of each of the 200 rounds per aircraft in the colour allocated. Armourers are not colour blind, which is why such an important task had been allocated to a lowly gun-plumber rather than a painter.Ted the Tipper’s abilities encompassed more than just his artistic skill. He was the only man on the squadron, well at least in the squadron armoury, who could light and operate a 5 pint brazing lamp, a talent crucial for the most important job on the line – that of brewing tea. " I know. And stop worrying." Okay. I'll try."The bathroom was an electronic marvel in itself, but Amy didn't notice. She used the toilet and had a quick shower, then removed the chart from the cabinet, and placed the dots on her body to exactly match where they were marked on the picture. Standing naked in front of the mirror, she pressed the scan button beside it, and a strong light shone from behind the mirror somehow, and then a robotic voice asked her to turn around. The light eventually. All I felt were her delicate hands kneading desperately at my breasts. I could feel her grinding herself into my ass cheeks. Her lips left a trail of fire along my spine as she kissed along my neck and between my shoulder blades, pausing now and then to graze her teeth along my skin in playful nibbles. It was exhilaratingly paralyzing.When I could take no more of her teasing, I twisted around to face her, our bodies never breaking contact. I cupped her pert breasts in my hands, gently pinching.