"God, that was great!" he said. "You were really good, Scott,really good!" He wished for words of poetry or florid prose, to heap uponScott, but this ...as all his passion-drenched mind could bring up. It wouldhave to do. "Did you really like it?" Scott asked him. "Hell, yeah." Brian assured him. "I can see why you can't make up yourmind here." "Yeah...so what can I do?" Scott asked yet again. This time, Brian's answer was quick and assured. "I'll go in and tellthem I got hold of. There were a lot of them here, but they were uniformly dead. Most were pierced by pieces of tree limbs, but there were a few other reasons for death, though we could not be sure what they were. There were just no obvious marks on the dead pigs showing where a limb might have hit them. Who knows what caused the death of an unmarked pig? I sure didn't.The meadow was full of scavengers gulping down as much flesh as they could tear off a pig carcass. They were ignoring us, and I wanted to keep it. I just smiled and she carried on.I felt her long fingers playing with my bare cunt; as she reached it, I looked at her in the eyes and she looked gladly surprised, finding out I was not wearing any panties…She shoved smoothly two fingers inside my wetness and I carried on bobbing up and down to the music; pretending everything was going fine.Victor smiled at me, when he noticed the girl’s hand under my skirt.She then took her juice coated fingers out, sucking on them with pleasure and greed.. "Not us," Diana quietly said as she motioned to Little One as Arlene stood holding the little alien to her chest."She can understand me?" Ada questioned as she took the few steps to Arlene."Like we mentioned before, not in so many words," Arlene replied for her mother, "but she can feel your emotions if you touch her."Reaching out tentatively, Ada cupped her hands around Little One, then quietly choked out, "I hope you can understand how thankful I truly am. I have lived in pain as I gradually.