”“Right. I’ll circulate that around the local next week. Not.”Entering the kitchen, David saw Helen at her usual place (in front of the stove)...in her usual uniform (naked except for an apron) doing her usual cooking of peppers, onions and eggs. The bacon was cooking in the microwave and the smell of fresh coffee was in the air.“Oh, bagels,” Candy said from the table. “Did you get lots of cream cheese?”“Yes, my little eating machine,” Margaret replied.“I’m glad you got bagels. Also, we are. I put on the finishing touch -ruby red lipstick- and was ready to service my Mistress anyway she wanted me to. Then I herd the greatest words: "Crawl to me on your hands and knees bitch and lick my pussy.” I thought I would cream right then and there. As I buried my face into her hot sexy pussy she said, “Don’t move, stay still.” And my Mistress let loose with her hot, steamy wet piss all over my face. I lapped her pussy, burying my face in to her making sure all her hot piss was in my mouth. There is a really odd noise up by the front, and it scared me." She pointed out towards the helm.I was not dressed for company, and said, "Just give me a minute and I'll be right out." Margot got that and stepped out, closing the door behind her.Abigail stirred, but didn't wake as I slipped out of bed, used the bathroom, and threw on some clothes. The noise she heard was a puzzle to me, and I opened the floor hatch and climbed down below the deck to see if I could track it down. Margot. ‘Let’s go to the ocean,’ Carol suggested. They shot across the sky at mach 30 and were soon over the ocean. ‘Oh look, a submarine,’ Carol said. Sure enough, a nuclear powered sub was right below them. It was a thousand feet deep and plugging along at thirty knots. Earl crashed the saucer into the sea and shot ahead of the sub at seven hundred mph. Once again there was a frantic burst of communication between the sub and its base. Laughing, Earl pointed the saucer skyward and soon was cruising.