Her bikini panties covered her small bush and puffy mound, but within seconds, those were on the floor beside the wrap, “Uncle Don,” she breathed ...he words quietly, “You don’t have to… You should have a pretty girl, a slim one; not your fat niece.”Don pulled her to his face and planted kisses all over her pretty cheeks and ears. It occurred to him that she was already wearing her makeup, which he usually, jokingly, called ‘war paint’. As his lips neared hers, she gasped at the feel of his. Und nicht nur wirkten, sie waren es teilweise auch. man konnte das gut sehen, wenn sie in Zweikämpfe gerieten, wo sie ihre Gegner unbarmherzig attackieren, verstümmelten und quälten. Man sah es aber auch in ihrer Art, Sex zu haben.Klingonen hatte nur zu einem Zweck Sex. Zu dem, sich fortzupflanzen. Wenn ein Klingone sich erfolgreich in einem weiblichen Wesen reproduziert hatte, so wurden stets Zwillinge geboren. Ein Junge und ein Mädchen. Klingonen hatten keinerlei erotische Gefühle. Für sie. ..”“Betty, she’s a little girl...” I said. “She’s like twelve. She has a little crush on me because I’m nice to her. Get a grip. By the time she’s old enough to get married she won’t even remember me.”“Men are so stupid,” she spat. “She’s thirteen. In some cultures they marry off girls her age to help the family out.”“Yeah but this isn’t that culture,” I laughed.“Just stay away from that little bitch,” she hissed. “If I have to I’ll beat the shit out of her little ass.”“I’m pretty sure that’s. “Load it up and come into the kitchen.” “Yes, ma’am,” he replied, with a nod of the head. Donna led me to the kitchen where Kayla had seated herself on one of the stools. “You okay?” Donna asked her. Kayla smiled wanly. “Yeah, fine.” “She’s nervous about her premier as a porn star,” I joked. I got a slap on the arm for my effort. “Well, I’m excited,” Donna said. “So, dinner is quick and easy. Help yourself. It’s all laid out on the breakfast bar.” There was a macaroni salad of some kind, sliced.