I looked at the entrance as she was making her way down the half dozen stairs to the main floor.She was dressed in a skin-tight little black dress tha... only somebody with a near perfect figure could get away with, Shirley had that figure. I watched her sashay over towards me. Her dress just covered her buttocks and little more, her long legs were clad in shimmering black high quality nylon tights, on her feet were 5” stiletto heeled patent black shoes which she walked in as easily as if she. "Tristan, my protocols will not allow me to heal the Sicceian."It took a moment before Tristan realised what the avatar had said. "Cassiopeia, you have to be fucking joking!" Tristan felt anger rise from the pit of his stomach threatening to overwhelm him. "Heal her NOW, you stupid bitch."The avatar backed away from him and shook her head. "I'm sorry, I can only act on a Guardian or another if a Guardian's life is at stake." Then scan her! You can do that?" Yes but..."Tristan clenched his fists. I know what all guys want. It's pretty obvious he really likes you.” I looked over at her. “So are you going to do something about it?” More quiet. More thinking.“I wouldn't know what to do,” she said finally, immediately realizing how stupid that sounded. She needed a little nudge.“Well I'm inviting him over to our place Friday night. We can grill some hotdogs, watch a movie or something. Then you two can talk without the whole world watching.” She just looked at me with an expression of. ..fuck me...fuck me. I had Ray laid down on his back while the rimming and sucking was going on. So I pulled his legs up and pressed the head of my cock against his tight pucker and slowly began to inch my way inside him. OMG he was sooooo fucking tight. I was working my way in and just as slowly inching my way out. I was enjoying this hottie for all he was worth! Out of nowhere without so much as a word or even half an inch of me coming out of his hot tight hole, I was on my back and getting.