Moving to the closet, I reach and pull out a loose flowing sleeveless low-cut blouse, the kind you say men look at me in, tugging it over my head. Run...ing my hands over my breast and flatting the top, my bra straps just peeking out. I lean over again to grab my skirt twisting it up my legs over my hips into place. I quickly swipe red lipstick on my full lips and blush across my cheeks deciding not to put any eye shadow over my deep hazel eyes. In the next moment, it happens. I am standing in. Chris tried to fight his way out of his slacks and underwear. Since he still had his shoes on, he overbalanced and with a muffled cry fell on to the bed. There was a loud thud as his holstered sidearm, still attached by the belt to his slacks, hit the floor. Chris stifled a curse. Intending to check to make sure all was right with his weapon, he saw Rita had squirmed out of her blouse and bra and had stretched out on the bed. One arm was draped fetchingly over her head. The other was pointed. As they disappeared from the room I made my way to the bathroom. Standing over the toilet I had to dismiss many of the dirty thoughts that ran rampant through my mind. My dick was pointing straight out in a massive erection which was making it very difficult to take a piss. After a moment of quiet contemplation it softened enough for me to go without splattering the wall with urine. As I finished, I reached down to flush the toilet but noticed something in the small garbage can beside it. I. ’ ‘Thank’s Debbi. I’m Randi. I appreciate your help in my assimilation.’ ‘Assimilation? Ha! Sensei picked a good one this time. He’s way too smart for most of the people around here. We rarely use a big word when a diminuitive one will do.’ I look at her and catch her sly grin. We chat about my next steps in the sport until we hear someone shout, ‘Jump run!’ Debbi lays down on the ground and asks, ‘You gonna watch?’ I drop beside her and she uses her ears and then eyes to locate the plane way.