Deanna walks up to the camerauntil her head and shoulders fill the screen.She smiles at the camera and rolling her eyes, says, "I knew oneof us couldn...t keep it up. And now it's pretty easy to decide whothe real Dee is. Did you choose correctly? Did you choose me? Ifyou chose me, then all the work I've done to fool you has beenworthwhile. That's right! I am NOT Dee Grant!"I still couldn't tell. But now, knowing about the night in thejazz club and our honeymoon, I'm not surprised. What's about. Her panties suddenly feel warm and squidgy. Shelly has soiled herself in fear. Shelly is filling her panties with soft, delicate girl-brownie. Shelly stinks reeeal shitty now! Fwooooah! Soiled girly really does it for me! Off come the panties. My cock plunges into the thick sludge filling Shelly's nice smooth little bum-crack, making me intimate with her number two. My mind is empty of thought. My hand presses down firmly upon Shelly's tortured head. Shelly needs not to breathe. Not any more.. "James, we have a signal from a Confederacy headquarters. They report that a fast transport, the Stagecoach, should jump into the system within the hour and will be carrying supplies we need for the depot."I looked up at Terrence who nodded. "She's early, but we did have that log about a supply mission to us. We should get ready."I nodded and looked at Yvette. "Let's use this as tracking practice for some. Let's have Randi and Kelly in here and have a couple of the briefing stations run. “There’s no need to be embarrassed! Look, I’ll take mine off as well.” With that she lifted her skirt to expose white cotton knickers which she proceeded to peel off and toss over her shoulder. “See” she said, “easy as that.” Well of course I did the same and dutifully (but wobbly) went to be lookout. I stood there with my back to her, listening for the sound, desperate to turn around but being too scared of frightening her off. Suddenly she laughed again “if you’re going to get your revenge,.