’ It spelled ‘Eve’ again, then held out its hands, palms up, and slowly curled the fingers. ‘I know what that means! That means ‘want’. Ev... wants.’ The alien pointed at Tim. It didn’t take a rockets scientist to figure that one out. ‘Eve wants me?’ It nodded, and then dragged both hands down in front of its bug-eyed face. ‘Eve’s sad?’ ‘Yes. Come,’ signed the alien, then turned and disappeared into the fog. ‘Yeah, right,’ scoffed Tim, ‘I’m not an idiot.’ After a minute, he decided the aliens. I feel your hand slip down and hoist the fabric of my skirt up, exposing my naked pussy to the world. My legs are still wide apart and you have loads of space to slide your fingers inside me and play them between my warm, slick pussy and tight ass. You can feel my aching clit, and flick it gently with your thumb. When you feel that I can take much more, you pull me up so I am on my knees, one of your hands is tangled in my hair, pulling it. The other hand releases your hard, throbbing cock. After some obvious nervous chitchat, she must have gotten bold enough to come right out and ask me a question."So, do you and ah ... Bella have a special relationship going then, or what?" Not really," I responded back. "Knowing her has been interesting yes, as you saw at the party," I reminded her. "So in that regard it's been special yes, I've enjoyed doing things because of her that I never imagined ever doing before." I know what you mean," she giggled over the phone. I could almost see her. "You had more to do with Dave getting hired than you think."Angie was silent, not understanding this. What did she, a former waitress and laundromat employee know about a bank? She had been asked to come with Dave on his second interview. One of the vice-presidents had met with them, letting them know that the bank expected a stable family from its employees. But that was all.Robert went on, "you're quite attractive, you know. That's a real plus."Angie had never thought of herself as.