I give my thanks to these great artists for letting me plug their writings. I also credit Greg Weisman, John Kovalic and the creators of all the other...works mentioned in the text. I don't own any of these people's conceptions and I did not contact any artist other than KMB and Nick Scipio for prior advertising assent. However, all these artisans' labors inspire me. I hope they and their fans will appreciate the ways I have paid them homage here.In my series timeline, you can consider this tale. Now I new exactly what it was for.It was so I could make a veil for Denac, or a bee helmet anyway. I guess they weren't really called helmets but with tanned skin for a covering, I could sew the screen wire in place and we could eventually cover Denac almost completely to keep the bees away from him while he did his thing. I was pretty sure he was going to love this mating present.The rest of it was almost exactly like the two times I'd been mated. They ate, had a little talk, and then Jekaycey. I sat on that bed, and the man left. And i was relieved thinking that after few hours i will be able to start my car and can get to my grandmothers home and that i got a shelter to protect me from the intense heat of the desert. I waited and then after 3 and a half hours of waiting, the man came inside and had petrol bottle with him and small bottle of water. He might have brought water bottle by his own money. Because i didn't gave him much.I was so happy. Then he asked me to open the fast as. I know you're in there!"Momentarily lifting my head and squinting, I asked, "Why... why do I have to come out... or down... or what ever?" Because this is important, that's why. We have to talk... now!"Eyes closed, I rolled over and pushed myself to one elbow and paused, half sitting up. I was suddenly aware of my dick. It felt cool. Looking down I saw my cock, soft and lolling over my thigh. The air was drying the moisture on my shaft, cooling it off. I stared at it a moment, confused and with.