" OK, so planes can fly through it," Alan continued to press, ignoring everything which didn't agree with his initial point. "So why can't they report...on its progress?" It's not that straightforward," Samuel replied, struggling to keep his replies within the context of their cover story. "The problem is 'larger planes' or faster jets can't fly slowly enough to take the proper recordings. Smaller planes, especially the 'model' kind, aren't stable in the heavier winds below the cloud cover." So. It was nice, not a full orgasm, but I was getting plenty of those this weekend. What I really wanted was to hold her, enjoy the soft warmth, the feel of her next to me. I pulled her up to me and cuddled into her. One of my hands on her breast, one of hers on mine. We went back to sleep. Both once again contented.I wake to light coming in through the open balcony door and the sounds of birds. It is still very early morning but I feel wonderful. I stretch out and feel Marie next to me. I gently. It was a Sunday afternoon, and right now it was just Linda and her, Chloe, working, the teen tending to the dogs while Linda did the adoption and breeding paperwork from the recent expansion. Im really sorry Miss, but I have to go, The girl panted. It looked as if she had run straight to the office from whatever shed been doing Right now. Linda mulled it over for a moment, it was quite late now, and there wasnt much left to do with the dogs. Her report would soon be finished and it would be. Hesitating just for he moment, she did as told. I had pre-positioned the passenger car seat back farther then normal so that if we got to this point, she would have enough room to shift her bottom forward on the seat and still be able to have her legs straight out in front of her. When she had slid her ass forward on the seat her skirt had ridden up towards her waist a few inches leaving a lot of her thighs exposed. She had started to reach for the hem to pull it down, but a stern ?Keep you.