This would require more coffee and perhaps even lunch.-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-Surging, his limbs struggled against the restraints. Losing the figh... against gravity, she took her fill, her heavy-lidded eyes closed, and her succulent full lips pouted. A casual shuffle of her hips mashed the heat of her loins against him. Esmerelda groaned deeply and bit her top lip to constrain herself. Inhaling through flared nostrils, she stared at him determinedly, her eyes full of wonder as she. When Susan was satisfied that the swim suit was fitting me properly, she took my hand and we went out on deck. Susan introduced me to her husband Dale, and their infant son, Kyle. I looked around for Steven, but he wasn’t on deck. ‘Sit Arna. Let me get you something to drink. A wine cooler or a soda, maybe?’ She offered. ‘A Coke would be nice.’ I said. I hated alcohol. I would never drink it, ever! ‘A Coke coming up.’ Susan said and disappeared. When she returned Steven had his arm around her. " Elspeth pulled away from Brianna gently, and looked nervous. Brianna and Shawna shared an amused look."Cold feet?" Bri asked, archly, which earned her a slapped leg."No, but... are you sure, Shawna?" she finally managed. "Hope said you and Marcus were arguing last night." We were," she admitted, after a pause, "but people argue. I seem to recall someone telling me their first sex was a makeup session." It's just... it seems a bit of a rush, that's all." Elspeth ignored the blush — and. Seems to remain detached and able to perform his duties, displaying a certain concern with out getting involved. Dr. Pritchett’s green eyes settled on Ian’s face. ‘So, what brings you here to see me, Ian? Are things with your breeding partner not going well?’ ‘No, Doctor … I mean, yes, Doctor … I mean …’ Ian began to wriggle in the seat, obviously uncomfortable with speaking to Dr. Pritchett about the subject he has come to address. ‘I mean … Dinah is doing very well, her pregnancy is.