How could he forget that with Fanning as his commodore? This was something he had to correct. With this resolution, he went aft to his cabin. Harriet ...as sitting near the stern windows, and she looked up with a smile.“Richard is sleeping, and Emily is sitting with Jenny, trying to read a book,” she told him.“We are very lucky to have Jenny. I shudder to think what would have happened to her had I handed her over to that Judge in Bridgetown.”“Oh dear God, let’s not even think about that!”. "Shut-up!" Patricia said, slapping my face before a single syllable had even left my mouth. I felt myself blushing and angry at my foolish presumption. "Crawl." I got down and she led me on my knees across the room.It looked liked post-modern medieval decor, devoid of anything of decorative purposes. The walls were bare stone of roughly hewn granite and gray. The ceiling was wood and bare bright bulbs hung down, casting harsh white light everywhere. The floor was cement, hard and cold beneath. Yes, yes, yes. ... connection formed... “Yes,” both women screamed at the same instant as rapture bathed their minds. Their bodies heaved. The powerful bliss crashed over them and both women fell limp. Their forms twitched and soft sighs escaped their unconscious lips.Inside Daisy, the nanites from the Merita’s crashed spaceship went to work, changing her like they changed Marilynn. The tentacle pulsed between the women as they lay in a stupor, sealing the connection, uniting their minds. The. I was writing this because of the huge response I received from all you readers. I have received hundreds of mails and asking me to continue the story. So I am writing the continuation. In the first part you came to know how my relation started with my son. From then on we use to make love regularly when ever we wanted. He wanted me to look very beautiful and sexy as in movies or like ladies in Hindi serials. He bought saris which suited me well even though they are of high cost. We use to go.