”Hesitant as she was, curiosity was stronger, and she peeked into the boxes. “Are ... are these from ... off-world?” she asked, startled by most...of the labels.“Yes.” Taking a deep breath, he glared out the window. “The sand lickers trade the minerals they use the slaves to mine with outsiders. Aliens. Sometimes even humans. Mother said if this was what I wanted then I would ‘only paint with the finest.’ She thought supplying my choice in art would make up for killing the slave that taught me to. At that point, I just couldn’t help myself.“I’ve had one banana this morning, I may as well have another,” I told him.My lips sunk over his knob. My hand squeezed his rod near the base with slight motion along his length. I had only started to sink my mouth on his cock when he grunted, filling my mouth with a huge jet of jism that shot to the back of my throat. I eagerly pushed forward onto his cock, pulled greedily on his exposed rod and allowed him to spurt into my mouth and down my throat.. "Oh, it's you," she said solemnly. "Don't you have to be at the studio,or something?" Yes," I unhappily answered. "But I don't want to go if it means ourfriendship suffers!"She stood there, looking at me for a few seconds, thinking over what Ihad said. Without another word she opened the door all the way andstepped aside to let me in. I stepped inside and she closed the doorbefore motioning toward the sitting room. I was a bit surprised to seeEthan sitting there, but it certainly made talking. Compared to the other ladies, Rei was slow to develop. She was very quiet and reserved, preferring to spend her time reading or doing computer flight simulations to normal human interactions. Some days, the only time we saw her was when she showed for meals.Kasumi interacted with her more than most since she assigned Rei's chores around the house and was the only other Japanese native in the house.I made sure I interacted with her at least once a day, but it was difficult to find excuses to do.