There was no way of being sure but I had to try.Their accuracy was so good that we had to stay well beyond their sensor range and this was proving dif...icult to do. The fleet had all spread out when word got back of our attack. The scouts ran into us but my ability to predict what would happen a few seconds into the future was all that stood between us and death.More data from the battle scene was being sent now that our probes were not targeted. The number of enemy ships was still unknown. Unbuttoned, I slid it off my shoulder with some difficulty and off my arms. All my clothes were filthy and probably a lost cause. Sitting in my bra, they seemed fascinated by it. The feminine one touches it but withdrew her hand when my guy said something. They set to work cleaning my shoulder wound. They were amazingly gentle for their size. They cleaned the outside and examined the wound area from both sides. More communication. Then they looked at my back, again. That was just a bruise. Then. I could see the genuine lust in her eyes as she tried to peek up my shorts legs. But instead of doing the obvious, like not wearing underwear or such, I decided a different approach. The next time I asked her to sit on my thighs. She eagerly agreed, and I had her there for the next few times. The first time of course, all I could feel was her crotch getting really warm. I stopped it and thanked her and hopped off to a shower-which included one of my most intense masturbation sessions of my. That limited her search area to a couple of square miles, which doesn't sound like much -- but for one person, hunting for a needle in a haystack, a couple square miles was an almost impossible figure to work with.The one specimen had turned up in the sewer system, so she put a lot of time in there, using Josh and Danny's improved periscope, which had half of a busted pair of binoculars mounted on the stick, to get a closer look up the sewer pipes. Pam spent a couple of hours each day peering.