Yes. You could tell by the skin tight black leggings. Muscular thighs. Her hair was striking too. Cropped blonde. Blue eyes, and unusually a monocle. ...t gave the woman a very aristocratic look. A look rounded off with a crisp white blouse and dark jacket."You must be Kay?” the woman enquired. “How old are you?”Kay hadn’t had time to answer the first question. “Er, yes. thats right. And I’m twenty.” she answered awkwardly. Kay detected an accent in her voice. But she couldn’t exactly place it.. We both laugh and start drifting off into sleep. I couldn’t wait to see what happens next.Part 2I woke up around 8am and next to me was my childhood friend Jen that I haven’t seen in about 15 years. The night before we had shared our first sexual encounter. Now it was pretty good since we just did the norm. You know missionary and that’s it. If you guys don’t remember what she looks like here it goes. She is 5’11 black hair beautiful green eyes. Her tit size was about D nice long legs that were. No one dares asks awkward questions, even here."Jennifer listened to the nightmare that happened on this planet and howit became such a horrible place. It was hard to understand exactly howeverything happened that way but as everywhere, bad things can happen.She felt sad, it was about to become so much worse. How ever bad it iswith this papal controlling America, it would be a lot worse with theempress controlling the world. She spoke up finely, "I think that I can help but theres no help. ”“Jamie,” his mother cried out in shock, “You didn’t tell me you got hurt!”“Jeez mom, I didn’t think it was a big deal, and I didn’t want you freaking out,” her son groaned.“Well just tell me what happened,” Dr. Alexander said quickly, trying to diffuse the tense exchange between mother and son as she began putting on a thin pair of tight latex gloves.Jamie sighed and said, “Me and a couple of friends were skateboarding over at the school and I was trying to slide a railing.” Then he looked at.