They're a reclusive race who don't steer away from their conservative traditions, and although not hostile to other races, have absolutely no intent o... playing nice, especially humans. Not much is known about the Darkin culture due to their zero tolerance to outside forces.The Beta Races:That brings us onto the beta races, such as the Goblins, a race that has withstood the test of time purely based on its rapid ability to reproduce and it's constant attacks on humanoid (prime) races to gather. " Anyplace in mind?" I asked, intrigued by the idea."I thought maybe out at the state park," she replied."Well, I happen to love picnics," I said. "I'll definitely have worked up an appetite plugging those holes you have here."Stacia shivered at the thought of my cock plugging her holes, "We better get to work soon," she said. "One of those holes is leaking something fierce. But it can wait until after you finish."I smiled and continued to eat breakfast. Stacia lay on her stomach with her chin. )Mary: I didn't put it there.Karen: Well it didn't just get there on its own. Maybe you just put it here and forgot it.Mary: I'm telling you I didn'tKaren: You had a long flight to get here and I'm sure you're tired. Why don't you get some sleep now and tomorrow maybe we can rent a movie to watch after work.Mary: I am a bit tired.(She yawns.)Karen: I do odd things when I get tired. Here, I'll help you move your things into the guest room.Scene 14:(They enter the guest room and store the bags in. He came home one evening from work and she was sobbing and pretty drunk. He got a tall glass of whiskey on the rocks and sat down across the kitchen table from her. He didn’t know what to do so just sat quietly.Through her sobs she said, “I’m so sorry. I’m so glad that you don’t hate me and I’ll figure out some way to make it up to you.”He reached out his hand and asked, “What in the hell is going on?”“I just found out from a friend of mine that the woman you screwed gets her jollies by.