He held my bare hips and ran his hands down the side of my legging covered legs. He then said, "It is a shame you are not married. Your body is being ...asted."As he said this his cock was pressing against my covered backside. It was those words again "wasted" and "shame". I did not want to leave them just hanging in the air, "What do you mean by wasted?"He was gently grinding his penis into my ass. It was a subtle movement and nothing too obvious. He then took me by surprise, "Your body must be. She lets him go about his business for a while and closes her eyes. She wants him to get a good look at her. Thirty minutes later she hears him closing the shed door and she opens his eyes. ‘All done?’ she asks. He nods and pushes the hair back from his eyes. ‘Would you like a cool drink?’ She sees him wrestle with that a bit, but she knows he wants to stay and ogle her some more. They all do. ‘Come on in the house for some lemonade,’ she says, not waiting for an answer. She stands up and. By the time we got there, they felt that the vein played out after the second hill north of the river. Either that or it went deeper. Fortunately, it was still far enough away from the area we used for the mills that mining it wouldn’t interfere with their operations.“I suggest that we start by purchasing nine hills north of the river,” Father said to me. “We purchase the two hills we know have ore, a hill to either side to be a buffer, and another row of three to the north in case the deposit. Except for her, the admiral had the lift to himself. “That is not our business, commander.” “Yes, sir,” Jena said. “If the latter is true then why haven’t they attacked yet? We know they’re here. They know we’re here.” “You’ve seen the analysis of their ships. Between Home Fleet and the ground defenses we’ve build into Earth and the colonies, they’d never get close to any of our worlds, not with their fleet. In the worse case scenario, they’re just stalling us for time until more of them.