Petra Feet Teases With Her Black Rht Nylons, Playfully Flaunting Her Soles And Toes Under The Table—so Close You Can Almost Taste Them—until She Makes You Explode

 
“Yes Sire.” Skylos said as he started bringing the bridge alive. A moment later they were setting down. Stepping out he again pulled his comp. How in the hell had he gotten here? Your name will always be remembered.” Ambrose told the king.  
“No sire I… Barely able to look up Ambrose’s eyes went wide as the feeling became very familiar! Each in turn, turned to stare at Ambrose, his knights and his mates their mouths gaping open. Finally clear of the swirling energy, the tunnel collapsed. Isn’t that the king Ambrose’s ship?” They heard an excited and confused Jankuis shout. The more the better. We are hoping to have many moved before the day is over.”
 
Timora nodded as she stepped in further with her father. “I was having a hard enough time thinking we were four hundred forty six and a half quants back in time. Ambrose called Twitty back. four hundred is a paltry drop compared to how many are there still.”
 
Both boarded the ship as Skylos took to space again. Going to his knights and mates Ambrose told all of them then went to the king. I just hope that this fair weather holds out ’til all are here.” With that she walked away as Ambrose approached Twitty. “Mandrian fleet this command one calling!