Her eyes met Doug's across the table and she nodded once, an abrupt shake of the head up and then down, before returning all of her attention to JJ.La...e was watching Doug, seeing his face go through a gamut of emotion. There was disbelief and defiance, then acceptance and finally, as he turned away from his sister and towards Lane, love and compassion.Lane slipped out of her chair and into Doug's lap, burying her face in his shirt."I shouldn't have surprised you like that, Tiger. But it's true.. She thought she'd succeeded well in that respect.Her hands pressed out imaginary wrinkles in her dress. It clung tightly to her body. Under the thin fabric she felt the garter belt and the band of the silk panties. She shivered a little when she remembered she'd put on the crotchless panties. The customer wouldn't even have to undress her to get to her tight little cunt.The girl looked behind her to check if the seams of her net stockings were still straight. They were. She knew she was a. Ignore the noises you may hear."They did indeed hear noises. It sounded like the roaring of rockets, which they had heard about at school, but it was just a background noise to them, and everyone just sat there and put up with it. Slowly the sound decreased and became a vibration only. They were unaware that as the vessel left the atmosphere, there was nothing to carry the sound except the structure of the ship.The transfer into the other, larger, spaceship was apparently nothing more than. That's just wrong. I saw a big window in your living room. Go down there and open up the blinds...crawl down the stairs so I can record you...I want all your neighbors to see what a faggot you are. Now go." I was in tears now...the anguish was overpowering. I wanted to taste him so desperately, all I could do was turn and crawl towards the stairs. I heard him berating me as I crawled. "That's it...Mr. Thompson...crawl down those stairs you sad lonely cocksucker. I wouldn't even waste time with.