Why would Stephanie Macon come to the shelter on Friday night?"Sorry, I don't know Ms. Macon's schedule," I said, smiling at her and the baby."She's h...lping me find a place to live. I got kicked out of my parents' home when I was six months pregnant. I've been clean and sober seven months now," she explained.Roland waited until the girl started up the stairs before he volunteered to help with the toy drive."Any night or Saturday morning would be the best for me. We can use one of the company. C'mell had a lithe manner of movement she worked hard to disguise. Her father, C'Macintosh, had been the first Earth species — underperson or hominid — to break fifty-meters in the broad jump under one standard Earth gravity.But C'mell had to serve humans to make a living. With only their appearance, and not their genes, she didn't have the instinct for human behavior, meaning she had to learn.C'mell observed humans constantly. She'd done this for as long as she could remember anything. Her. " She pulled me over on top of her as she spread her legs wide. I thought my dick would burst I was so eager to be back inside her again. I got up on my knees and pressed my cock right inside where is was all nice and wet and warm. "Oh, yes, it's just as nice as the other night. Mmm, it feels so good. It's wonderful doing this with you." "Yes, Greg, and we have all weekend." All weekend, sex all weekend long. Wow. A sixteen-year old guy's dream come true. This was heaven as far as I was. You feel him spreading your lips with his fingers and working the point slowly and carefully inside you and then your muscles involuntarily contracting, opening you up to give the point as much room as possible. You feel the point moving deeper inside against the top of your vagina, deeper, deeper still and you know, without knowing how or why, that it’s seeking that place you thought only you knew, that place you stimulate when you want to come vaginally, which you seldom do, but always enjoy..