In an older brick building in downtown Vancouver, the elaborate lingerie store surprised me. It was a very classy, discreet place. I'm not sure what I...was expecting, maybe something like the stores in malls - tiny, crowded places with unattractive salespersons watching like hawks.The large, classically decorated establishment was stocked with very attractive ladies, of all ages, and a wide selection of discreet garments for discriminating females. A well-dressed woman approached us as soon as. " The computer can translate? There are alien to English and English to Alien dictionaries?" You don't understand the computer; you've been accessing it through icons. Those were created for people who were very busy, I think, whose hands were free and their thoughts otherwise occupied."The word you need to know is 'diku.' True, it has an unfortunate resonance in English, but the aliens never knew that. Say the word in your mind, instruct the computer to 'translate this to that' and it happens.. " I led my dick into her mouth as she continued being pleasured by our new friend who looked up at me, his face sodden and happy, glimmering with her pussy juice. She started to work her mouth magic on me while she got eaten by Zach, whose cock was straight and rigid. I'm sure he'll have that taken care of quite soon by my imaginative and, always horny, wife. I had my cock in one end and Zach had his tongue in her other end, Tara giving me pleasure as she received it from below. She started. ”“Is me being a ward expensive for you?” he asked. “I mean, I can’t pay you anything until I get a job. I’ll have to owe you.”Eve smiled. He was so trusting that it confirmed her motivation to help him.“Jesse, the last thing I want you to worry about is owing me money for anything. I assure you I am very well paid and you will not be a burden to me. You need to get back on your feet, find what you want to do with your life, set some goals, and begin to make a new future for yourself. I can’t do.