On the appointed afternoon, my motley crew began showing up. It was quite a cross-section of perverts: a seventy-year-old straight man (Carl), two gay...twenty-year-olds (David and Matt), and a thirty-year old transvestite (Dawn). Carl was a big guy that looked like a former dock-worker and hardly someone that would participate in a Circle Jerk. He was a nice guy, though; very jovial and outgoing. David and Matt looked like yuppie stock brokers, very well-dressed and with good manners. However,. ‘Rapscallion,’ Marilyn said, and swatted her on the rump as Penny led the way back into the bathroom. Penny winced just a touch, for there were a couple of hard, red lines where the mark of the spatula strike had left a small welt. Quickly they dressed, Marilyn in her stockings, garters and slip, and Penny just her skirt and top, much to Marilyn’s consternation. She watched Marilyn take some heavy-duty painkillers to deal with her hip injury. ‘I’m going to ask you to drive, Penny. Do take it. The Ark had been emptied of all its living cargo save for the plants unneeded on New Eden within a span of less than twenty-four hours. As before, AC—Heisinger and Igwanda—had taken on the brunt of the effort, aided enthusiastically by the remainder of the ship's original crew. The Edenites were already ensconced in their new Earthly home, their animals grazed happily in the abundant fields that had awaited them, and the whole migration had been completed.All of the humans were by now back. You know, short dresses to show off our bare tanned legs, Mona refuses to wear a bra all weekend, she still has great looking tits even after two k**s, but these, Joyce pointed to her own large tits, well let's just say they need support. She then put a hand under each large breast and said, "but that doesn't mean I don't love showing off my deep cleavage and as much of these big ta-tas as I can. In days gone by we would not wear panties but we both found that guys love looking at women in.