Simone gasped her consent and six eager hands tugged at her panties toreveal her naked sex."Ooohh, you've had a Brazilian!" observed Sandra as she fin...ered thedelightful puffy bulges where Simone's atrophied scrotum so resembled awoman's labia majora.She slid her fingers over Simone's silky smooth mons until she fetched upagainst Simone's familiar clitty bud. Even as Sandra's fingers lodgedunder the clitoral hood, she squeaked with surprise as Simone let out agasp of pleasure and her boy clitty. All the evidence, or lack thereof, pointed at the fact that humans were alone in this world -- that they were on the top of the pyramid.This notion brought with it all the dangers that would be expected with pride. Because when humanity is at the top of the food chain, what do they have to fear?Jack Stewart stared at the creature from the comfort of the observation room. A chill went down his spine the moment he laid eyes on it. It was everything that one would deem to nightmarish. The ugly. She quickly dried her tears with her gloves; she was already cold enough as she was. Getting into the pub, she smelled the horrible stench of an alcohol that greeted her. She hated them. She hated them all. "Hey miss, aren't you little too young to drink?" the bartender laughed as he pulled the bottle away from her. "Please… Give it to me I'll do anything," she begged while she attempted to hide her cheek. "Hey I know boys!" one man suddenly spoke up as he stood up and continued with "Let's do. Jake shot her a strange look but she chose to ignore it.Sharmila was delighted with the room. Jake warned her that, mornings, the sunlight streamed in and it could get hot and stuffy. She told him she didn't mind and she enjoyed the sun. She told him he didn't know what heat was. The sash windows had lost their counterbalance weights but Jake propped them open with short pieces of timber. The cool breeze was refreshing and Sharmila said she'd like to lay down on her bed for a while. He later.