“Oh my God.” came a familiar voice behind me, from the stairs. I whirled around to see Molly halfway down the staircase, a hand over her face in s...eer disbelief, staring at Daisy, her quiet, antisocial sister yelling such a phrase.No one said anything for a good few seconds. I whirled back around to look again at Daisy, who met my gaze with steel. I was downright scared, especially of how long Molly was standing there.“What the hell is this about?!” she asked incredulously. It was clear she. " You don't look too good, Sis. Are you okay?" Not really, Tom. I ache all over." Back in a tick." I trotted downstairs to find a thermometer. Having done so, I was on my way back up when I heard a thump from the landing and found Ellen in a heap at the foot of the attic stairs. "Oh, shit. You hurt, Sis?" Okay ... just stumbled on the last stair..." she was struggling to her feet as she was speaking and I helped her up. "Need toilet." She staggered to the bathroom and pushed the door to behind. “How much of that cock can she take?”She had certainly deep-throated Quentin, who then grabbed her head to hold in place. I heard a guttural sound come from her. She tapped on Quentin’s thighs.“Come on, hold it,” Quentin said. She was shaking her head. She was pulling away. Quentin was protesting but she pulled it out and coughed.“My God,” she said, catching her breath.“You can do better than that,” Quentin said to her.“Give me a sec,” Ramona said, swallowing saliva. Then she nodded.. “I don’t understand.”“Neither do I, you MIGHT have been hit by a collection of pressurized gas that dissipated after impact. At the very least you’re alright and that’s all that matters.”Slumping back down on the grated floor, Susan moaned and rolled to her side, feeling exhausted. “Lets just get back home, I think I’ve had enough space for one day.”*Hours later, the Fantastic Four returned to Earth and parked the space vessel in the upper bay of the Baxter building, Susan for her part had.