His belly is pressed against the belly of one of the many women embedded in the asphalt, alternating head to feet, and feet to head. The 200 pounds of...pressure borne by his stomach feels unbearable sometimes, but he survives.An IV tube is inserted into his wrist, giving him a steady trickle of life-sustaining nourishment.The vehicle remains parked most of the week. The female monster, the one with the ovipositor, leaves every morning under the cool blue sunlight of the twin suns. He observed. "They are still here. You're safe."As I relaxed I could begin to feel where her eyes were upon me. I felt the burn of a stare across my already hard breasts as my skin prickled. Her fingers were so softly, like butterfly wings, touching the skin along the edge of my bra. Then I felt the steel again as she cut the straps from my shoulders and cut between my breasts. Excitement again flooded me as her hot breath touched my skin.I heard their breath quicken as well as I felt her hands part my. You're hard all the time, it seems, even if you don't necessarily stay hard. Sitting on the school bus on the way to school can do it, if there are enough potholes and enough friction. Thank god most of us are beating off enough so that we don't come in our pants when that happens.I wonder if it feels to Stephanie and Julie that their skin is on fire, that every touch burns? Mine did. It was like a thousand tiny pricks on some days. Even a breeze was enough to set those little fire tongs going.. My hart sank. Mark said perfect and went over to talk to the woman. Within minutes the woman perked up and was smiling and playing with her hair and flirting with Mark and I. I mean Mark walked up and totally picked this old married woman up. Another minute and she was walking back to our room with us. The minute the door closed she was all over Mark like she was in heat. "I have never been so horny, I can't believe I am doing this." She said. Mark undressed her and she laid out on the bed. She.