He had just gotten off the phone with his ex-wife, Stacey, who told him that she was taking the kids to the Gold Coast for the weekend, so he would no... be seeing his kids on “his” weekend. Julian wondered why he even got his hopes up anymore. The last time he had seen his kids was almost 9 months ago on his daughter Abigail’s 8th birthday. Stacey had made the mistake of telling Abby that she could do “whatever she wanted” on her birthday this year. Abby said she had wanted to see her father for. “The thrusters!” Jaeger yelled.“What are you talking about?” Baker asked. His Beewolf was a short distance behind Jaeger’s, he didn’t know what the plan was either, but he wasn’t about to leave his wingman to fend for himself. They were smaller and more agile than the hive ship, and the atmosphere was slowing it, letting them catch up.“The thrusters along its flanks, the green flames,” Jaeger explained. “That’s how it’s slowing itself, it’s angling the thrusters down towards the planet to shed. Should she leave him like this? What was the right thing to do? Leave him or relieve him? He looked so helpless. She decided to put him out of his misery. ‘Here,’ she said. ‘Cum.’ She looked around quickly to double-check that no-one else was watching, then yanked down the neckline of her dress, causing her breasts to extend outward by the extra inch that the dress was still flattening. Her bare nipples stared outward, pale, swollen to their full size (which still wasn’t very big), and every. They were still two days ahead of the pace, and saving strength now might pay off, later. The judges were perplexed that 1st Squad was already leaving at 8:00 am, apparently without having sent out a scout, earlier. The Captain in command of the Games was enjoying the confusion of the other squads and the judges. Since it was not against the rules, he had not told anyone of Bret's request to scout the reservation forty-seven days before the Games. He was impressed with Bret's innovation, and.