She sang the words of a popular release in a clear, throaty voice, sang them softly as if to herself, with sultry green eyes aglow and the traces of a...secret smile sensually playing over her stunningly beautiful face. She wore a tiny apron over a shortie, lime-green shift she'd had for ages, but with brassiere beneath this morning. Her reason for aroused excitement of mood came twofold, perhaps, two and one-half fold. Number one: she'd watched Stan Wilson wheel off to his store a short time. “Worry about that later, sir! The point is, we can reach the station before those bombers do! Let us try to reach them, at least!” Inari begged.“Do what you can, Captain!” the commodore stated.“Aye, aye, sir!”“Pedal to the metal, Alex!” Inari called out, as their small group changed course.“Already there, Inari! Speed’s at Flank!” Alex responded, cranking the Darkstrider to maximum power.“Jaesa, what’s the composition of the fighter waves?” Priya asked, readying the Darkstrider’s. R’Stbkt told her. Shellie demanded. She was close to panic. R’Stbkt explained. Shellie told it, She paused, then continued, Shellie replied. R’Stbkt told her. Then it asked, Had Shellie been out of the med tube, she’d have blown snot fifteen feet. she told R’Stbkt. R’Stbkt replied, Shellie told him. R’Stbkt told her. Cheval Jaune’s blind shot actually hit the stealthed Vacuna. The explosion was very visible, as was the remaining aft two-thirds of the formerly invisible Vacuna.“Inkie,”. Long gone was the super runner John where now existed only Janice thebouncing beautiful girl with the cutest little face with and long blowingbrown hair with the blonde highlights, her big blue eyes looked like thatof a doe in headlights. She was dressed in by far the sexiest cutestoutfit in the whole race of any of the girls. Janice was so proud ofher pink running outfit and out of all of the outfits the girls werewearing Janice knew that her running outfit was the girliest. .