She had felt the wave of the stun blast hit her, throw her backward, and freeze all the muscles in her body. But her mind was still painfully awake an... clear.She remembered that the colony of Priivar V had fallen without a fight, as all of its inhabitants were dragged off into the wicked shape of their landing craft. It was then they had locked them in small cells, with small spikes that, while not sharp enough to puncture the skin, doug into ones body most painfully. She did not know how long. The youngest Covington had never shown a firm sign of interest but she’d never given him the brush off either. It was as if both of them had been waiting for the other to make the first move, not wanting to open up to rejection. Or maybe he was imagining the whole thing. Maybe she’d never even thought twice about him.Nick licked his finger and combed back a lock of his blond hair, practicing a smooth grin. His corn-flower blue eyes and athlete’s physique meant he seldom went short of attention,. Paul was waiting for her as Glenda exited the bathroom. ‘You won’t need your suit. Here’s a robe.’ Glenda held the terrycloth robe and paused. She knew that it had to be Sally’s. She looked at Paul with a questioning look. ‘It’s alright,’ was all he said, and she slipped on the robe. She saw that he was wearing a matching one. ‘You’re not really saying that we’re …’ she asked, or perhaps pleaded. ‘It’s not even six,’ Paul assured her. ‘We’re in a private little cove. Once you’re in the water,. Her tanned leg felt silky-smooth and tickled ever so slightly as she drew her fingertips over it. Soon, Angela’s fingers touched the hem of own tartan hem and paused, as if trying to decide what to do next. Still watching Kendra, Angela’s fingers and eventually hand, disappeared under her skirt.Out of the corner of Kendra’s eye, she detected the movement and innocently glanced up. Angela’s skirt was raised high over her legs with her hand, thighs and pale pink panties forming a tightly woven.