Her hair is raven black and cascades halfway down her back … shiny and wavy and glistening in the sunlight … and bouncing slightly with every smoo...h step she takes. Her deep blue dress goes from her neck to mid-calf and hugs every inch of every delicious curve on her oh-so-curvy body. The material is substantial and doesn’t reveal many details but it adorns her hourglass figure better than the finest hardwoods and brass ever adorned a real hourglass. A small, mock skirt hangs from the waist of. Harrington, this is Tamika Khafiri, Mr. Smylie'spersonal assistant? Mr. Smylie would like to see you in his office this morningas soon as it's convenient." Race looked back at the engineers clustered aroundthe instructional schematics. Smylie's office was on the opposite side of thehuge office/industrial complex, it would take her at least ten minutes justto get there. "Tell him I'll be there in thirty minutes," shesaid into the little blue chit, then clipped it back onto her lapel. "Yes. Her voice shook with emotion and rage. "I thought I lost Tabby! I couldn't find her anywhere! I timewalked back and saw her disappear from inside the truck she was searching, then it blew up! That's when I knew she was okay. I went back again and teleported the truck back to where we found it as soon as Tabby teleported out. It blew up right in the middle of their camp!" You wiped out the entire army?" Tanya asked, stunned."I didn't stay to find out," Lisa replied. "I figured if our stuff was. He felt her hands running over his torso, scrabbling for the buttons on his shirt, undoing them one by one and pushing the garment from his shoulders. Emily traced the contour of his firm pectorals, reaching round and gently scratching his back, then trailed her hands down into the waistband of his underwear, tugging them from his body. He stood and let them fall away, her eyes widening at the sight of him, already fully erect. Emily chewed her lip ring. "I want you inside me." Ryan didn't need.