”He took one look at Vickie and handed me his bag. I took his and we left.On the way to our bicycles Vickie said, “I’m glad you got her panties,...I really liked her.”Following Vickie home on that bike was amazing. The view was excellent and more than a few cars honked at her as they passed us. Vickie enjoyed all of the attention.When we parked our bikes in the garage Vickie said, “I need to ride my bicycle like that more often.”I said, “If you do I’m going to need a lot more sex.” She giggled. He closed the space between them and was now close enough to her to smell the floral scent of her shampoo. Kirsten looked apprehensive now and attempted to take a step backwards, but Rodney stopped her, pulled her towards him instead. He leaned into her and soaked in the sweet, damp smell of her freshly washed hair and skin while his hand traveled down her back and found the ass he’d been admiring not too long ago. “Rodney, don’t…” Kirsten whispered. In that moment he knew that, whatever. 'Surely the alarm hasn't gone off yet, or has it? Maybe I'd slept through it again. Oh fuck.' I turn quickly and look at the clock, 06:26. Phew, still another half an hour; could I sneak an extra thirty minutes of sleep? I could try, but I feel quite refreshed this morning. That's typical, I've got a day off and I could lay-in. Yet, I feel too awake to go back to sleep. 'Maybe I'll just lay here and relax.' It certainly looks and feels like a lovely hot day outside, and I'm as free as a bird.. A difference."There was a long silence. Nobody moved. Then at last the mother spoke again. "You humans have taught us very much in many ways. You teach us again now." She turned to Meiers­dottir. "We will go with you, Amanda. You say one hundred may go?"Meiersdottir's jaw had literally dropped. She swallowed to dispel a sudden lump in her throat. "About that," she answered in a husky voice. "Perhaps a few more." One hundred and ten?" the alien asked. Meiersdottir nodded wordlessly. "They will.