We would unleash our inhuman lust for killing against their absolute regard for human life, to destroy them!The President's administration, outside of...himself, his national security advisor, his chief of staff, and the agency director, had no clue about what happened in Marie Byrd Land. When the Director threatened the chief of staff with death should any word of the alien invasion leak following his briefing, that pretty effectively stopped the leaks.And the briefing so panicked the President. Cute in a comical sense since I loved to come! The accompanying card explained the choice as being my love for Vivaldi and all things baroque and mysterious. Naming me Vivaldi didn't fit and Vivian or Viv weren't appropriate sex slaves either. So, he had selected Veni and hoped I approved. (Not that it would matter if I didn't like it) Master went on to explain that he truly treasured my company not only as a sex slave but as a beautiful and gifted scholar who he felt confident in presenting at. He took his hands off his stomach to motion for me to put the recorder down. Or to sit down or both or maybe to see if he was still alive.It took him a few minutes to regain his breath, during which I did not stand as if I would throw anything anywhere. I sat down across him, the same as before, but the recorder remained with me. I did not bother taking out the tape - I had already decided that the moment I walked out those doors, it would too."I guess you are innocent," he said. I glared at. He had a tiny thin patch of pubic hair but the length of his cock went over the top of it. “Can you shoot” I asked as he began slowly rubbing his cock and he said “Oh Yes”. I couldn’t resist and asked him if I could feel it and he nodded. I reached across and took hold of his amazing hard young cock and slid his foreskin all the way back before wanking him a little. I saw the sign for a Layby ahead and said to him “I’ll make it even better then wanking it off”, and drove along before pulling.