"Aboard 'Michael':"Capt. Jacob, Sir? The working party has found some survivors and is helping to dig others out of the rubble. I expect them to be to... busy for a while to report much more. I'll let you know as soon as I hear anything." Very well, Jacob out." Jacob switched to the command frequency and called Abner. "Abner, please take your squadron and see what you can learn from an examination of the fragments of the enemy ships. I have a suspicion that these were not FBs. I have a feeling. Is not like a straight jacket or anything." Whatever, you say, sir," Amy answered before she snapped his bra. Jimturned his head towards her as Amy reached into her bag and took out apair of black control top, black opaque tights. She rolled the tightsdown and told Frank to take a seat. Frank followed her directions andplaced his toes against the seam of the tights.Amy then slowly brought the tights up Frank's legs. Frank felt astrange surge of pleasure from the silky feeling of the tights.. Pleasing her eased his suffering, his torture. What made it harder was he knew from the beginning that they were in an open relationship, but this very quickly was just open for her, because he just didn’t want anyone other than Mila. He was under her spell and couldn’t escape the desperate need to please her. Whilst he suffered, her voracious sexual appetite was being satisfied by her other lovers. On a couple of occasions she had actually brought them back to his flat to use his bed, whilst. Perhaps she wanted to freshen up her make up, or go to the bathroom. When I saw her turn left instead of right at the top of the stairs though, I almost lost my appetite. She was definitely going to see a sight when she went into my bedroom. I felt bad for Shirley, but it was too late. Maybe I should have stayed up there with her, foregoing dinner. Now, at the very least, she was going to be very embarrassed by my mother's seeing her like that.Dad looked over at me and smiled. "So, what have.