Carson. And the reality was remarkably like the fantasy. There were lots of hands sliding all over slippery, wet bodies, both hers and mine. There wer... lots of bodies rubbing against each other. There was lots of kissing. She jacked on my cock, but not constantly. I would later learn that was to keep me at peak hardness.As much as the shower part matched the fantasy, the part after we shut the water off and got out did not.In the fantasy, the drying off part had gone kind of quickly. In the. The neighbour, Greg Brown worked in town, and drove past the local Post Office on his way home. As there was no mail delivery out to the farm, he would collect the family mail as well, and someone would go over and collect it from him. The walk was a couple of kilometres each way across the paddocks, twice that by road, and Stephanie decided that she didn’t want to walk that far. Not that I blamed her, because there were at least half a dozen barbed wire fences to negotiate, and her efforts. She needed her mother, but Mom wasn't going to talk to her. Neither of my friends had mentioned it to their families yet, and with good reason.A few days after that, I was sitting in the living room and watching television with Earl and Peter. Kizuna was already sleeping in what had been Earl's room. Though we'd tried many times to let Earl move back into his room, he insisted we stay there, since Kizuna was pregnant, after all.We were watching South Park, a show I fell in love with when my. .. wrong somehow. I suggest we move the ship to the other side of the field to investigate further." Nonsense," the Captain snapped. "If you are worried about these Earth creatures, you must remember that we have thoroughly assessed their level of technology. There is no real comparison between their weapons and ours. They, like the other systems our race has encountered, are totally defenseless against us, and with the level of technology these creatures have at their disposal, I have little.