In the end, these were the only positive things to come out of Beth’s departure. As the short winter days lengthened, things got a little bett...r, until by March I was almost back to my usual self. Spring’s green shoots and Jenny’s patience had definitely helped. It was at about this time, as I was preparing for my end of school exams, that a very curious and disturbing event occurred. In the last week of March, pupils in their final year of school were expected to undertake a week of. ..not on my satin blouse!!" I tossed her a napkin, but she said she needed to soak if immediatrly, and removed it as I sat there with my eyes wide open. Her bra was bright white with satin cups and straps, and had a wide lace band around the lower portion. Her breasts looked larger than I remembered them to be, and my loins began to stir. "Hope you don't mind me standing here with my boobs out", she laughed, "But I had to get my blouse soaking fast." I told her I didn't mind at all, to which. We were kissing and exploring each other. My hands were rubbing her tits through her blouse. She was getting me incredibly hard rubbing my cock through my jeans. I was just starting to unbutton her blouse when once again we got flooded with lights. The van was back! We couldn't believe it! Like last week it just stood there watching. We weren't sure what to do. I asked my wife, "Another show?" She giggled and said, "I dunno, should we?" She then leaned back and gave me a sly look and started to. With each subtle rise and fall of her covered chest, I could almost sense the essence of life leaving her. Yet, despite the pointed ears and nose which to me indicated a menace, an evil, she appeared to be completely at peace with herself, with her situation. …with her sacrifice. Slowly, the blue-green vines descended from the lower branches of the ancient tree. Each vine appeared to have a mind, a life, of its own, moving individually, never in concert with any other vine. Yet the vines.