Then a large red block appeared on my wall planner. If you understand project management you’ll know why my workshop has a wall planner, if you don�...�t, think diary and move on. It was bright red. It took up an entire week. I was not happy. I know Laura’s knack for spanner throwing was well intended, but still... I own the joint. I burst into her office intent on putting the hussy straight. Laura was on the phone, no, Laura was sitting naked at her desk, phone in hand, looking at me, no, eyes. Mom looked at me and raised an eyebrow but didn’t panic or appear upset.“Distress call. Weak but steady.”“Send me the coordinates.”“On your comm ... now.”Space is a dangerous and lonely place when your ship lets you down, and a distress call is the one thing no spacer ignores. Even pirates didn’t ignore distress calls. They may take a few souvenirs if you are carrying cargo or request ‘modest’ payment, but they would do everything they could to send you safely on your way or, in the worst-case,. Cliff slid his hands under her skirt and was surprised to discover she was not wearing any panties. He smiled and squeezed her firm young arse. With a quick movement he lifted her up so she could wrap her long legs around him.He smiled as he remembered that silky feeling of sliding into her tight pussy. It was a quick fuck, but a satisfying one. Tracy had moaned his name as she climaxed which was all the encouragement Cliff needed for his own orgasm. Then they cleaned themselves up and went. Our hearts find each other, flutter a time or two, then begin beat together. Fiona. "I'll make you a Margarita." I say pushing away with a laugh. Sexually available. I am wearing nothing but my jeans. I know that she is looking at my back and shoulders. I know that she was tracing the line of my spine into my jeans, they hang just low enough to make her want to see more, more of what is just below the waist, just out of sight but there for the taking. Available. "Did you run today?" she asks.