While leaning against the kitchen counter between sips, I heard the squeaking of brakes as the vehicle attached came to a complete stop. I leaned to t...e right a bit to get a better view out the front window and my heart immediately skipped a beat as I saw the brown UPS truck in my driveway. I thought about pretending like I wasn’t there but my lawn mower was out front and both the front door and garage door were wide open. I could only hope that this wasn’t the guy that was here a few weeks ago. She sometimes looked up to scan the room, check who was at their seat, but it also seemed she wanted the chance to look at me. Our eyes met a few times, unable to convey much to each other, but enough to help us through the next hour, our silent support. She started the class once the bell rang, and things went really well. I was distracted by the work assigned to us by Miss Taylor, while she was distracted by answering student's questions and checking over peoples work as she went around the. She was many things, but modest about her physical assets was not one of them. I tried not to look too closely; not to be too obvious in my delight at the sight of her breasts. “Here you go, Dave,” she said with a smile, “I hope Bill and Tim were cooperative.” “They were, as always,” I answered as I accepted the cash, “Wish the Dean kids were as good.” She chuckled. The Deans were another neighbourhood family that I babysat for and were also friends of the Tanners. Their mischievous kids, brats. They started to move apart, wrenching Clara’s legs open. Clara threw her head back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in store for her.Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara’s pussy started to change. The front of it morphed its shape, growing a long silver tongue. The tongue was wet with translucent alien saliva, dripping and drooling onto the control room floor. The tentacle reared up like an animal about to attack, and then it pounced on Clara’s womanhood.Clara screamed.