“Spence!” she yells. “Get to that control room; I’ll take care of this!”“Are you fucking insane?” he yells back.“Now’s not the time....I can handle this, now go!” The tone of her voice tells him there is no room for an argument. He would probably under other circumstances present an argument but she is right—it is not the time.“Good luck!” he yells instead.“You too!”Spencer begins to slip toward the far door, ripping creatures apart as bullets shred them apart. The Goji shifts about to intercept. "Yes you are. Look. One's hard, and one isn't," she said continuing to tease her. "You're Padiddle."The boys used the slang term for whenever a car had one of its headlights out. One off... one on. Padiddle. It didn't take long for them to start using the term whenever they saw a girl with one hard nipple showing beneath her sweater or bra.Eventually, Lucy had let Lana up off the floor where they soon after returned to bed. Much later that night while sleeping, Lana dreamed. Or thought she was. Six o’clock arrived. There was no knock on the door. Seven arrived and still nothing. I watched the clock on the wall tick by, I made myself another Nespresso coffee and sipped it gently, passing the time of day. I doubled checked the recording device and looked at the door one more time.The coffee was getting to me and I decided to go for a piss. I was in full flow when-The doorbell rang out. Fuck! I thought, why does this happen every time I’m doing something personal.The doorbell rang again,. She looked at me, smiling. Megan crawled on top of the bed and crawled in the gap between my legs. "I'm going to give you pleasure, Kelly." I'm not into girls," Kelly replied. Just as she said that the feeling she had felt in her groin grew stronger and stronger, which made her gasp."Is that so, so why is your pussy looking so wet?" she asked, grinning slyly. Megan lowered her lips to hers and kissed her and to Kelly's surprise kissed her back. Soon they were kissing passionately. Megan's right.