Now take me to the meeting and brief me on the way. Who am I to meet with?”“Sir, the President of the Union of the Alliance and the Secretary of D...fense for planet Villa 4, in addition to the committee, are waiting to brief you on your mission. I was instructed to tell you that the committee is not pleased...”“Take me to them,” the First interrupted as the Lieutenant fought to keep his face straight.The escort was obviously trying to delay, but the Lieutenant kept stepping on his heels every. “You’re a telepath.”“Yes. Is it a problem?”Amy smiled. “Not at all. I was wondering why you don’t use it more often.”“Wouldn’t be fair, you being human and all. It’d probably be overwhelming for you.”“I’m not complaining.”“And it’s…” he hesitated, as though no word were quite right, “intimate.”“Doctor. You got a lot of data tonight, I’m sure. But does any of this tell you how Rory and I feel right now? Because it feels so good, and it’ll be gone in a few minutes. I think some things need to be. I didn’t want to tell mum that she’d bought all those tins of things that she’d filled the larder with, from her own son. “Well, you know that security software I did for that school project for BigMarket? Well, they were so pleased with it, they’ve given us a holiday,” I lied.“Well, they really should have spoken with the parents first.”Oh damn, I was going to dig myself into a deep lie here.“What do Tiff and Charlie’s parents say?” she finished up.Shit. Tiff’s parents? Shit.“Maybe I should. Her breasts were enormous as well, resting on her belly like half-inflated footballs, dark, stiff nipples clearly visible through her outfit. The overall package was amazing! The woman was drop-dead,cum-in-your-pants gorgeous anyway - her face would have looked at home on the cover of any magazine you can name - but oh, was she pregnant! Her belly was magnificent, stupendous, awesome; it pushed the fabric of her red, sleeveless leotard outward until it looked like sheer stocking-material. I.