She looked at the backdoor and noticed a doggie door!“Perfect I can fit through this!” Getting on her hands and knees she tried to crawl inside! A... she gets her shoulders in she gets stopped by her hips as she try to see if she could wiggle through but no luck. “Damn maybe I can try to start over!” She starts to crawl backwards as she gets one arm out and then she is stopped by her shoulders only this time she is stuck for good!“Oww! What the hell! I’m.... oh god I’m stuck I can’t move an. But where? He racked his brains, trying to recall where he could’ve seen an alien. Ah! He clicked – he’d seen him at one of the many rap concerts he’d attended. The alien looked like notoriously awful rapper Too $hort. “Mmmm…yeah…,” Dick Pound mused, “If you could go ahead and tell me who you are, that would be great…”“YEAH YEAH,” the alien responded in caps, “REAL PLAYAS UP IN HERE NOW. REPRASENT.”The alien’s response of some Too $hort lyrics confirmed Dick Pound’s suspicions – the alien was. Until he took off that shirt.He had tanned muscles in all the right places. His shoulders were wide and his belly tight as a drum. I loved how ropes of muscle rolled beneath the skin of his back. And I sure appreciated his buns, tightly packed in faded denim.Even his rugged face looked way more attractive than I remembered.I only wore a thin white cotton blouse and a rather short skirt over my bare legs. But after Justin started moving around half naked, the studio definitely seemed to get. So, go on, apologise.” The man nodded, turned back to the glass where we could see that Julie had joined Marie and was sitting next to her, having heard Jay’s rant at the man and returned to the stage to see what the noise was all about. “I’m sorry,” the man shouted with sincerity at the glass and, judging by the tone, I think he meant it. He had got an unexpected bollocking from a woman and was now feeling belittled. The girls nodded in acceptance of his apology and stayed seated to watch if.