"Emily sit here I just need to check Noah's okay."Lifting her off my lap, I go upstairs to Noah's room, gently knocking theDoor."Noah are you okay?"It...was no surprise to be greeted with silence, what did surprise me wasseeing Noah's tearful face as I enter."Noah it's ok," going over to him I hold him in my arms.Gently taking his hand I look at his painted nails. "We were just playingNoah, it's only nail varnish, we can take if off."Hiding his hand, burying his head into me while saying a. " Designate new target B" ordered Denny " Shriek" what identification target B?"Gold Roper looked at Denny as if he was growing a new head and then looked as if he was when AI answered,"Morgue file suggests Paracelsian CL class "Bornholm". Last one broken up thirty four years ago."Gold Roper expostulated,"Denny, your lot never mentioned a vocal AI." Shriek" answered,"Not asked."Denny just looked at his Captain and shrugged with a flick of his eyebrows."Sirs," EW looked from one to the other,. I want to look your face as you watch me undress. You do as told and sit up, your hands resting on your thighs. When your eyes meet his, it is thoroughly impossible to look away. You find yourself lost in his intense blue stare. Sometimes, when he looks at you like this, you almost believe that he is as enamored by you as you are with him. Standing right in front of you, he starts to disrobe, his long fingers deftly undoing the buttons on his shirt, and slides it off his shoulders, dropping it. .. that feels good, doesn't it?" The first touch made Eric twitch with pleasure and frustration, but he continued. Remi ran her index finger across her exposed inner thigh in imitation of her instructions."We're not nearly done. Keep stroking with just that one finger." He kept caressing himself, stiffening until it hurt. She kept this part up for what felt like forever, and Eric, following along, became more and more desperate."Alright, I'll let you cool down a little. Take that one finger,.