Who could argue with those results?Ioke decided that it must not have started like this, then. Marigold had fallen in love with Thule. With Captain Mo...rison, she'd tried to make it like business. She imagined that she was Mata Hari, using her body to spy and tried to disassociate the physical pleasure from anything real or important.It hadn't worked. The better the captain made her feel, the more she hated him. Every time he turned her body traitor against her, she wanted him dead. She couldn't. 737's cargo compartment just took the ground truck load. TJ walked back to the hatch and asked Morg to close the rear ramp. Done.Bert's PDA was credited with the draft."Aahh ... I need another favour and you might be able to help..."Bert went on to explain that the black silk spiders were space creatures and to mature needed time in either n or hyper space; the adults were not prolific breeders but over the decades young were raised and..." ... there is a another small problem, well two really. Sarah pulled me towards her and kissed me deeply on the lips. "You are ours until the end of the year” Why she said this, is because this was the final year I had left there in the south island just before we moved further North. Sarah smiled as she took my hand and lead me to Vicki’s bed.I loved Vicki’s bedroom it smelted so like a girlie girls room and she had this queen size double which Sarah had just pushed me down on. Vicki and Sarah started to undress me and within the next five minutes. " You're both pathetic!" she was crying but she was also angry.I was quivering with rage and guilt; clenching my fists."I might as well go upstairs and get changed; now that Tim's not coming. When you wank into my pantyhose later, which you are sure to do, please don't put a runner in them; they're expensive," she jeered."Fuck you Shelly; you cock teasing slut!" I hissed."I don't think so brother. You'll have to wait for our mother to come home," she giggled, obviously drunk."You cunt!" I.