It must have gone five feet and then splashed down on his hairy chest. Every move is imprinted on my mind, even now. A second shot leapt from the fier...e-looking red head and onto his stomach. A third, weaker spurt fell back onto his hand. Then an amount flowed from the slit over the head of his dick and streamed down over penis and hand onto my panties. I tried to close the door and exit, but I couldn't force myself to look away. I'm so sorry. My nipples had gone hard as thimbles and there was. “Doug, my associates and I discussed how to reimburse you for use of your property, and we put together a financial plan for reimbursing you. We would like for you to take it back to Earth and consider whether it would work for you.”Maribel handed me a document that was thicker than I expected. I passed it to Cindy, who put it with the rest of our papers. I then asked Cindy to give me the stack of papers we had prepared for Maribel.“Alright, Maribel, I will consider this reimbursement plan and. My name is Robert Reese, but most people call me Bob. I mainly grew up in Jamestown, although some of my very early years were spent in Busti Township in the hamlet of Ashville. We moved to the country when I was about 15 and I started going to the square dances at the Busti Fire Hall on Saturday nights, as it was the best cheap entertainment around, and I met a lot of nice girls and some not so nice ones, if you know what I mean. You know that the not so nice girls would allow liberties that. One day, when he sent her a funny email greeting card, she sent it back with a terse reply that she was getting fed up with his controlling, manipulative ways. Stop smothering her, she said.Yeah, because of all that had happened these past few months, he'd been expecting to find out she was cheating... but seeing the first real proof was still enormously disconcerting. He needed more information. A low-resolution photograph in a newspaper was hardly evidence. For one thing, he needed to see all.