Still wearing her towel, she sat on the side of the bed, facing me. she chuckled, and said don't ever tell anybody about this. I agreed. she pulled he... towel down past her tits, unleashing them for my viewing pleasure. my eyes were wide open. I said her tits were amazing in every way. she thanked me as she caressed them in front of me. she let the rest of the towel fall to the floor, and scooted to the back of her bed. she spread her legs at me... my jaw dropped as I stared at her pussy. it was. . immersed in her mind."The Ship tells me that communicating with the race who created her would be more like the way I communicate with Little One, so that's why I say that communication between telepaths and non-telepaths would be difficult. I don't suppose we'll really know until we meet some of them. All this is to say that the information I've received from Little One about pheromones is subject to my interpretation of what she's trying to send to me."Diana and I think that pheromones'. That's when things get really interesting. They'd often squirm with indecision but always attempt to either touch or go down on me. I'd spurn their advance and remind them of the 'no-touch' rule. If they only knew I intended them to slink away in frustration. I then pour a healthy dose of oil onto myself to discourage another attempt. It's only vegetable oil I've poured in a bowl, but they don't know that. It's safe, tasteless, and very slippery. A perfect lube if there ever was one. I'd smear. The day arrived and I was giddy with thethought of what was gonna happen, we got ready and waited for our lift, the doorbell rang and we went outside, a stretch limo awaited for out journey dad said tonight call me Andy as dad didnt sound right I agreed and we set off.Dad opps Andy poured a glass of champange as we toasted my 21st, as we took in the sites of the city I felt Andy undress me with his eyes little did he realise I was loving it as I reached over to look out his window so he got a.