K and Davis had all gone through to answer the call for help.Dark rings, Digimon emperor, mind-controled slaves. What awaited them was a situation far...worse than they could have imagined, as Agumon explained. Unable to Digivolve, the majority of the digital world was being taken over by this dark new figure. Davis' digivice had picked up an odd signal coming from a nearby cave, where they found themselves now.After removing a strange digi-egg from a stone pedestal inside, Davis had met Veemon,. She was a slim girl, long dark hair, well presented every day, maybe a bit high maintenance, but probably worth it if you got with her. After a few weeks of this she came in a fairly down mood one day. We got to talking in a quiet period and she told me all about her boyfriend and how she didn’t really enjoy being with him anymore, and he would abandon her most nights, and had turned her down the night before when she suggested sex in the back seat of his car which led to an argument and her. Eden, it seemed, was the proud possessor of a rainy season which, moreover, was on the verge of beginning. For about the equivalent of the next three Earth months it was going to get very wet. Something would clearly have to be done.With his military responsibilities shelved, Igwanda had gradually been assuming the role of logistics coordinator of the mission. His principal achievement thus far had been to solve the chronic water problem in the meadow. Rather than have the aliens continue to. When I slid her bra off, she was a little self-conscious, wanting to hide her slightly droopy breasts with her arms, but when I pulled her arms away, she let me admire her globes. I stooped to kiss and lick them and she seemed to appreciate my attention.A few moments later she kicked aside her sandals and it just seemed so natural that my hands slid down her sides, into the waistband of her slacks and panties and on down her side until her clothes dropped into a puddle around her feet. I helped.