Her mind races off in a million directions while her body tells her she's nervous and wet. She doesn't know when they'll get to eat breakfast, but she...s not hungry, she's horny and Cara knows it. She's had them sitting here for several minutes now and hasn't said a word. Stacy looks over and Becca. The girl's perfect, little, pink lips are being nibbled gently. She must feel as anxious as me. I wonder if she knows what Cara has planned for us. Fuck, I hope she lets me out of this belt for a. It didn't take long before they just settled for the basic two step slow dance. Erica rested her head on Tyler's shoulder and closed her eyes, imagining she was with a man she loved - a prince maybe - and that the dancing would lead to passionate love making later. Late into the second song, she thought she felt a stiffness pressing against her lower abdomen and wondered if she was making Tyler hard. By the end of the third song she knew for a fact that he was hard and she was beginning to. But it could be done. Under the current regime, with Paul Warren as field manager, the signs were all there that, maybe, the Birds were back.Boston was up to third again, but they trailed us by eight games and the Yankees by seven. We had less than a month to play in the regular season and the Red Sox were unlikely, to say the least, to overcome that kind of deficit and win the Division. Still, they remained, at least mathematically, in contention for the post-season.Anyway, the Red Sox were. ‘It gives them a taste of what is to come.’‘If you say so,’ came the reply, tinged with scorn.‘I do. No amount of destruction will assuage our wrath. We could even use our weapons of mass destruction, yet that will not satisfy my urge to rip apart with my powered claws as many of this prey as I can.’‘We could set the ship to auto destruct when the last of us fall,’ another Master suggested.‘No. We want the survivors to remember us in our wrath and glory,’ the senior Master replied, getting.