The Queen looked down and saw the look of puzzlement on Deanna’sface. Then before Deanna realized what was going on, the Queen pulled downher bikini...bottom and a huge monster cock popped out and brushed againstDeanna’s lips. It was clear now where the men were hiding in this village.... in plain sight. The Queen was a she-male....a true hermaphrodite withboth cock and pussy.“Suck me you alien slut,” commanded the Queen. “Please me and I will believeyou come in peace.”Troi gulped and then did. Aware that I was now totally screwed, I turned to my resource of last resort -- my cell phone. I was going to have to call the "motor club" and wait for someone to come out and rescue me. I retrieved my cell from my purse and dialed 411 to get the number for the motor club roadside assistance. But, nothing happened. I checked the phone's little display screen and learned I had no 'bars' -- can you hear me now?!It occurred to me that I was stranded in the middle of nowhere. I knew the nearest. My sister knew this place and came in search of me and saw us kissing passionately I saw her and she left the place in angry place I was worried where she would tell about us to my mom and what were doing on the terrace . After we were done I went home and anu to her house .Once I closed the door of the house there was a tight slap on my face from my sister I asked here what was the reason for slapping me she in angry tone said what were doing there was wrong u only belong to me nobody can. The format of the story isexperimental for me, but since I envisioned this as though you'rewatching a documentary, it seemed kind of natural to write it sort ofhow a movie script would read. (Though I did take a few liberties withthe traditional screenplay format.) If you like the format, good news!There's lots to enjoy. If you don't like it, good news! I'm probablynever doing it again. (Even the epilogue, which I'll post separately,is written in a more traditional style.) Anyway, pop some.