She turned to walk up the dark alley. Little did she know that the gentleman who had been following her took the same turn. She staggered uncertainly...down the alley, cursing under her breath as her feet, ensconced in impractical, designer high-heels, stubbed against random lengths of plasterboard and fallen branches which had grown from the trees which grew along the fences outlining the path, and which curved over the top like an arch, shielding the sky and disguising any natural light. A few. She put her hands on his shoulders and said, "You need to learn to park, you were blocking my side of the drive way."She said it with a smile though. She most still be feeling pretty good to not be upset about parking on the street, he thought.She continued with a lustful smile, "Let me take a shower and then you can see me all together."And still horny also, he thought, which surprised him after all she had just done. He asked where she had been and she said something about seeing somebody she. "Michael told Kari it was alright. Kari wrapped her arms around Cynthia and gently hugged her as she said something in her trilling and lyrical language. At the same time, Kari gently sniffed at Cynthia's neck. The only thing that Cynthia understood was her name.Michael translated for his friend's benefit. "She is saying, welcome to our home Cynthia. I am very pleased to meet you." It's nice to meet you too, Velakari." Cynthia replied as she hesitantly hugged her in return.After stepping back. Though ashamed to let him see her fear, she sought the comfort of his arms around her. He can't protect you from the lightning by holding you. But, when he moved, she put her head on his shoulder and snuggled. With her eyes and ears blocked, her nose soon found his aroma and she was more at ease. She vaguely remembered absurd information from biology class about the body aroma of males doing something to menstrual cycles. The storm was suddenly far away and she finally relaxed.After a while, he.