As expected, the fleet did not make any course changes or do anything else to cause us to believe that they were aborting their mission. I said, "Okay... AI, line us up for the first shot." AI had complete remote control of the Gray Ghost, so there would be no errors in shooting caused by a Wolfian interface.AI acknowledged my command and we could tell that the fighter made some tiny adjustments in its position and angle in reference to the fleet. Moments later, there was a slight jar as the. She headed for the stairs, her nostrils flaring.As Marie ascended, a rank odor assaulted her. The funk had to be a medley of armpits, pizza, and worn-out sneakers. She held her breath. The upstairs belonged to her sons, Bryson and Malachi. There was nine-by-eight open common area at the top of the stairs. It had two wireless floor rocker gaming chairs with speakers in the headrests, subwoofers, and retractable armrests. There space also contained a gray fabric loveseat, a 55-inch smart TV, a. Alan on one side, Robert the other, me in the middle. Alan’s hand was on one knee, squeezing, rubbing; Robert’s on the other.They talked across me, about our hotel room, what a great view it has of the bay and the city; the balcony. The only thing I could think about in the room was the queen bed. Could I resist. Did I even want to? The answer to that was obvious.I wasn’t sure I’d even be able to walk when the limo parked in the porte-cochere in front of the main doors. My perfect gentlemen. You did very well tonight slut. I would be disappointed if you could walk on your own. Let's get you home and in bed. You have earned it. By the time Ed gets Emma home she is able to walk on wobbly legs. They slowly walk to the house, Emma in her cover wrap. Ed helps Emma to his bedroom. Tonight you sleep on a real bed. You have earned the privilege. Now strip. Emma drops the wrap, and tugs at the bindings of her body harness. She hisses a bit as the straps of it slide over the angry welts on.