She had selected him though, and she had been presented with her pick of the male Krell. What was going through her mind he wondered? Novelty? Some al...en perversion? It didn’t matter, they were too far gone now, whatever was about to happen was going to happen and neither of them had the will or the desire to stop it.The female Krell tugged at his shirt with its claws, not able to figure out the item of clothing, and Clayton hastily tugged it over his head to expose his chest. It explored him. "And just which need do you want me to take care of first?" he asked as if he didn't know.His mother looked down at her naked crotch, pointed at it, and lifted her eyes to meet his with a hopeful look on her face."This," she said, "hopefully with either that or that," pointing at his cock and then his tongue. Then she gave him a wispy smile.He swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed and laid her down gently on her back. He lifted her legs and knelt to the floor, then pushed her legs. It didn't get much better than this. Tess may have been eager for the golf tour's schedule to get underway, but I was doing just fine, right there in Chapel Hill.When I wasn't getting laid, I tried to make myself useful around the Henderson household. I would perform little chores and the odd repair for Tess' mom, or do a little light shopping, and I took on a winter pool-cleaning that turned out to be a bigger, uglier job than I had anticipated. That little indiscretion on my part ended up. . ? Really? You’d be cool with that?”“She invited us to her house this weekend. She says the kids will be with their dad and we could come and ... I think she said, ‘sketch to our hearts’ content’, if I remember the exact words. Did you think she meant landscapes?”“I thought maybe she was just giving us a chance to be together.”“She is. All three of us.”Friday was a tough day for Lissa. She was an experienced runway model, but posing without moving is hard work. Every student in the class got.