They needed somewhere to stay in London until they find a flat or something so I've invited them to stay here in 'my' house for a few days," I replied..."Where have you been and what have you been doing?" Emily asked, looking surprisingly concerned to my mind."Please, Emily, I asked you not to enquire. What you don't know is better for all concerned. But believe me, I did it for you as well as myself."Emily sat back on her heels and stared at me for what appeared to me to a long time. Then she. She knew she was certainly wet from the latter. Twirling on her toes she went into her bag and pulled out her elegant kitten's plug tail and a smile was instantly on her face. The metal bulb reflected the tall buildings blurrily as she held it up and squeezed some lube onto it. Bending low and widening her stance elicited a small whimper from her as the breeze kissed her swollen and exposed lips. The chill matched the coldness of the plug and she sucked in her breath sharply as it came into. Her mom finished docking to the telescope station airlock, with Atarah hurrying through the lock into the station as quickly as she could. She was headed straight for the control room where the communications equipment was. She bounded through the tunnel using her hands to push off the ceiling and walls as she leaped too hard in the lunar gravity.When Naarah had finished with the rover and reached the underground control room, the radio was alive with traffic. Atarah had pulled up the data holo. I yelped and jumped out from under the shower almost simultaneously with the sound.“Damn that hurts,” I muttered while looking around for whom had inflicted this indignity upon me.And there was Sandy with a towel in her hand, the obvious culprit. She was standing there naked, grinning, while twirling her towel getting ready for another strike. Sandy was rather short but God had made up for it by giving her a well-developed chest that was out of proportion with her diminutive figure. She was.