Je remonte donc d'un niveau et m'installe sur ses genoux, accroché à ses cuisses...Je n'ai qu'un slip de bain et j'avoue que je sens de ce fait trè... bien l'anatomie de mon oncle, car plutot que d'etre assis sur ses genoux, je suis plutot carément assis sur son entrejambe...et je peux deviner la forme de sa queue. A chaque petite bosse, je donne un petit coup de cul dessus.... Et d'ailleurs, je sens sa bite changer, se transformer, sous mes fesses, elle commence à gonfler et, quelques minutes. Just the other day was such an occassion.Her file gave me an idea that she may be ripe for seduction. Paralyzed from the waist down (feeling but not function, more or less). 18 years old, living with her parents who both worked outside the home. The photo showed a very cute, chubby girl with captivating eyes. The records showed that she had not been in a relationship with anyone since the file began. The girl was confined to a wheelchair, liked to play video games and spent a lot of time. I had spent the last six hours baking it so it would be done before he got home. Placing the cover over top of it, I carried it and two plates from the counter to the table. Just as I set them down, I heard the garage door opening and his car pull in. Perfect timing. I quickly ran up the stairs to our bedroom. I wanted today to be a special day for him. I threw off my sweatpants and the t-shirt I was wearing, replacing them with nothing but a black apron with white frills around the edges. I. Though there are multiple natural signals on both worlds, the steady signal originates from the nearest one. There’s a surprising consistency to it, more than you’d expect in a spontaneous event. Yet there’s nothing I can decipher from the patterns I’m uncovering.”Al glanced up as he considered the information. “Compile the signals into an easily digestible form using standard Tandorian letters.” He turned to his bridge crew. “Zita, I think we require your telepathy skills again.”Her eyes.