"Fine" Jessica muttered as she took a sip of the wine. Although shewouldn't say anything to Brian, the wine actually tasted pretty good.They made a bi... of small talk. Chatting about their week so far and thenthe waitress returned asking if they were ready to order. Both said yesas they were quite hungry by now.Brian ordered a steak as did Jessica. The waitress looked a bit shockedat her request which confused her until Brian gave a little chuckle."She's just joking. My wife will have the. It was the only reasoning that explained her unique physical talents. “I want this woman transferred to the exotic specimen holding cells, I think we have stumbled on a… playmate for Red Thirteen.” He chuckled gleefully at the prospect of finally wearing down that troublesome animal’s sense of morality with this woman. He was further titillated wondering if the experiments could possibly yield some cross-species results.“Yes, she will be perfect practice for when it will be time for his. Her tummy quivered and she gulped again, wondering what was causing her to feel like this, or what was making his shorts stand out like that. The boy looked down at himself and hesitated, but she looked up at him, “Is that a dick?” She didn’t know any better than to be anything except blunt, and the boy’s eyes bugged out and he gagged, half-falling over himself as he tripped and fell into the water. It splashed up over his head, and he yelped as the salt water got in his eyes. When he stopped. ' He sat bolt upright.He jumped out of bed and scrambled around, looking for his jeans. His sudden movement woke Pam, and she drowsily watched his frantic search from her pillow and warm covers."What in the hell are y'all looking for?" she finally asked."My pants! I've got to be in school in thirty... no, make that twenty eight minutes. Geezus I'm late!" He threw aside the clutter, checking floor, dresser top, and any where else he could think of that the jeans might have gotten to. "I can't.