She relaxed slightly, leaning back in the chair, tapping her fingernail on the arm, like she was measuring the time she was allowing me to explain the...messages."The last one was Karen. We've played mixed doubles a couple of times and she coaches a woman's softball team," I said, pausing to see Cindy watching me, still suspicious."I've been to some of their practices and met some of the players," I added, not disclosing my role as a babysitter for Karen's six-year-old son or her offer to. That piqued their interest and their curiosity got the best of them. Slowly pushing the door open a crack they peered through and saw a very naked Aly pulling something up her legs and Vanessa in the midst of getting just as naked as Aly.When Aly commanded Vanessa to get on her hands and knees, she turned and both Selena and Demi saw the dildo jutting out from Aly's crotch like a cock. The sight of it caused Demi to gasp audibly out of shock.Spinning around, Aly ran for the door and pulled it. I remembered myself at his age and knew that all teenage boys were perpetually horny. As I opened the door, Connie stood beside me wearing an attractive, conservative white silk blouse, but with a fairly short skirt. She was had just turned forty-two earlier that summer, but her legs looked tremendous, as always.“You look absolutely wonderful,” stammered the awestruck teen.“Why, thank you, Billy,” she said, smiling warmly in response to his complement. “Let’s go inside and get comfortable.”. They were together. Human and Orang.Daium's eyes opened. A granite stone marker sat on the ground before her, a carved ball with the continents of Tanah etched in. Next to it, a brown stone with her father's name. A stone with Justin's parent's names. And so on. A memorial, Melinda had called it. A memorial to the dead, and the lost. They ringed the Sacred Tree of her home world. Someday, someday far away, she hoped, she would have a marker here. Her children would come, with their children,.