Just about any panel that could be opened was actually open with either a human or Vulcan head stuck in it, surrounded by cables, pipes and engineerin... tools. It didn't really look as if his ship was meant to be flying again any time soon, let alone in one week.Ducking away from a fountain of sparks caused by some welding work above his head, he continued his way towards engineering, where he hoped to find either T'Len or Trip to get an idea why his ship was looking like a prototype still weeks. As a book critic, I am able to work from anywhere, and I chose to work from home. This allowed me the time to see to the house and to my husband, well, according to my family that's why I did it. The truth is I just don't like to wake up early. But Eric, he was a horse of a completely different colour. He got up every morning at 5:30, no matter how late he came in the night before. He worked through the day, usually through lunch, and stayed late most of the week and most weekends. He really. ” I said trying to keep a straight face. “You certainly deserve at least a good spanking.” He replied in a very serious tone. “I certainly do, will you spank me now Uncle Dave, and I deserve this punishment.” I said, with my head bowed trying to look ashamed. I stood up and walked over to him, before his nerve went and he decided against it. I lay across his lap; this gave him more confidence as he lifted my skirt to my waist, then pulled my panties down. He must have been enjoying the view. "I'm going to need plenty of rest before I go with you tomorrow, because I expect to be pretty tired by the time the day is over. I sure hope I am." "You and me both. Tired and happy." The next day, well-rested and clean-shaven, except for my mustache, I picked up Sam at his apartment and drove over to call on Betsy. When I pressed the button under her name by the front door, she asked who was calling. "George and Sam," I answered. "Oooo, good. I really need you guys. You know where my.