I could see why Jake would have thought that it was a merry-go-round as it seemed to pulse with different colours around its outside edge, whilst bigg...r lights towards its centre blinked."Holy fuck," I breathed, stopping suddenly and grabbing Charlie's hand, stopping her dead in her tracks. "It's a fucking UFO."We stood, stock still, mouths open, becoming aware of a gentle hum that seemed to emanate from the object.Two small figures were dancing around in front of it—well I say 'front', but in. It seems that her Mom felt those hours were good enough and convinced Jan of the same thing. Three years later I'm bored out of my mind with the 30 minute Friday night routine.For the last several months I've been trying to get Jan to open up and have more fun. It took a lot of conversation but I finally wore her down. I had to promise her a car if she would let me take sexy provocative pictures of her. Jan practically tossed me out of the house when I first came up with the idea, but after. Then, the worm in our pussies started thrusting. It contracted itself in the middle, then expanded, and its little feeler tentacles strained to keep a hold inside my womb as it went, and that just made it even more intense. I had wanted to be fucked before, and now I was getting everything I'd hoped for and more. Whenever either of us were without a worm lodged in our mouths, Hannah and I both screamed and babbled incoherently. I tried to thrash about, but I was restrained, however she was free. Still shelving the confusion for later meditative processing, she followed her host."You need to rest. Your feet are hurting and as a result, so do mine," T'Pol's voice resonated in his mind. It was rare that she used direct communication using the 'bond telephone', so he knew that he was seriously disturbing her. Was it his fault that the station was so huge and T'Pau wanted to see everything? Obviously she didn't mind the endless walk. Trip thought images of the places they had visited in.