“You’re sooo bad” she said again, with a slight smile. As the night was nearing its end Richard came up to her a final time and directly asked h...r : “What are you doing after this place closes?” “Going home, she said, you?” “I was hoping to take you home actually…” She stared him in the eyes and said “Why don’t I take you home with me then?” Richard grabbed her ass and pulled her into him as they kept grinding to the last few songs of the night. As they walked home she was pulling all the usual. ...she did as i had hoped, she walked in the shower and asked if everything was okay, i sadi it was but she wanted to make sure i wasnt scolded in any way so could she take a look, ....of course she could...she reached round the curtain and i couldnt see her orange PJ top on any more she had stripped naked. Can i get in i'm so hot and its not fair i saw you naked is it so heres me....she looked fucking fab she might be 68 but her body is only 45, absolutley fucking horny as hell, she climbed in. Sgt. Ballerton was a rock in an uncertain world, and now he regretted letting him go on the recon.Radio check finished, the radioman reported negative. Sighing, Greg moved off to see to other business. Should he mount a rescue mission? No. There was absolutely no point in endangering anymore of his people uselessly.He walked to the barn and was about to go pet Patches, his daughters horse, when a noise stopped him. He peered through the dark interior, and heard murmuring. Curious, he walked. Perhaps in time, they could perfect the process some more so that full genetic rewrite could be done in a day without any harm to the host; they just didn't have that time in this situation to wait. As for the rewriting of the host's memory, that would begin in a week or so, he was hoping that would work as well as possible as that in itself would be the final defining as to whether it was a success or not.Underneath his house, Gerald had designed a three-floor subbasement that he had created a.