. I’m not wearing any panties!” she continued in her loud whisper.Jillian’s eyes opened wide. “What? In that flimsy dress? You little slut!�...� she giggled as she leaned over to the side to look at Theresa’s profile. She was wearing a yellow floral summer dress which ended above the knee. Theresa scandalously picked up the hem of her dress to flash her friend. “Oh, my” Jillian put her hand to her mouth and tried to keep a straight face as she gave Theresa a frowning look of disapproval. The. . I let just the tip of my tongue come out, stroking slowly back and forth, tasting him. I kept it up until his breathing deepened and he leaned into me. His eyes were slitted, his lips parted.I kissed him.It was slow and lingering. My hands moved to his belt, unbuckled it. I licked his lips, exploring while I tugged his shirt from his jeans. He let his lips part further and the tip of my tongue touched his. For a moment that's all we did, just slow-kissing with a bit of tongue - but even then. "Mary calmly stood, walked to Jim and slugged him in the face, picking himself up off the floor Jim just watched as Mary re-sat at the control panel.In a somewhat strained voice she stated, "I estimate we are about a day from the planet we left, the readings I am getting indicate that over half the fleet was destroyed along with all 6 of the world planets. Had we not left when we did, the resulting shock wave of the other 3 would have probably crippled our shields, they'd have had a. On Monday morning I was reminded that these ladies were all business on a business day. They rose at six, did their bathroom duties, made breakfast and sat with their morning coffee, discussing what needed to be done on the job that day. It was interesting to me that they too had their routine. Perhaps we are all creatures of habit.What followed was fourteen months of blissful existence in my temporary paradise. The project moved steadily forward, although at a painfully slow pace. There were.