I smile back and hand her the treat, and start pulling away towards the bus."Where's the old man?"I turn back, surprised."You knew my grandfather?" So...he's your grandpa! You know, you kinda look a lot like him, where is he anyway," and then, "he's not sick, is he?" He died last week." Oh! I'm sorry." A stray tear escapes the rapid blinking of her bright blue eyes. She stood there, crying silently.I pulled my hands around her and hugged her to me, her shivering body silently shaking as quiet. Neither would any of my people.? ?No one would have,? taking a seat on a couch as far away from her as possible in the confined cabin, I watched her for any reaction to my statement. ?Your actions are understandable, and under the circumstances, forgivable. You won, we lost on Kirus IV, or Pegasii as you call that world. Now I?m paying for that loss, which is why we?re here to talk with each other at all. I don?t hold it against you, or your people.?She nodded, then abruptly seemed to. So what does turn you on? She states I don’t know but it’s not the boys at my school. I change the subject and say I’ll give you the tour of my place. She follows me and I tell her that it will be okay to hang out here any time she likes even if I’m not here. She say thanks that will be great then I can get away from my little brothers. I show her my room and tell her this is where I keep my laptop and she can use it if she likes, I keep my password right next to it just in case it is locked.. Me habian hablado de Irene, una ninfomana de Aluche en Madrid que follaba como una loca, al ver una bragueta se tiraba a ella como una esxalación, da igual si la polla estaba flacida o morcillona, ella la ponia como una piedra.Irene visitaba varios locales donde los machos van a la desesperada de conocer buenas hembras, solia ir por Gayarre en compañia de una Rubia de aspecto normalucho pero que se arrimaba a Irene para poder pillar una polla a mano.Y asi fue como la conocí, unas copas y con la.