Cum was still dripping down her chest and we were both out of breath. “You looked well fucked”, I jibed my wife.“You should see yourself! You'r... still pretty hard and dripping too! And, You’re grinning from ear to ear to you know”!We laughed together and at each other.We stood and began to look around for our clothes. A group of kids wearing college apparel appeared all of sudden hiking up the trail. There were two girls and three boys. There was no way to reach our clothes before they got. I was already headed down the hall for the telephone when I heard Sally's crisp 'Call 9-1-1.' I had always admired her for her ability to stay calm in a crisis. Unlike most women I had known, she didn't fall apart. She stayed calm, took charge, assessed the situation, made the hard decisions and never doubted them. Even afterwards when most people play the 'What if' game, she wouldn't doubt the decisions she had made during a crisis. I knew, and more importantly, Janey knew, that Sally would. “I’ve been doing a lot of research of permits and laws on various prospect planets as well as potential properties.”“Have you thought of opening anything up on one of Eon-9’s moons,” Justin asks.“I’m already ahead of you on that,” the alien says proudly. “Before I launch anything on Hyrios, I have plans in the works for a store on five of the nine moons.”“That’s awesome,” Justin says. “You definitely are serious.”“I am,” Zate says with a grin. “That is why I figured I’d get you in now before. Oh darn yeah!That was two years rearwards or backwards in reverse. Now I am wedded and hitched to this very selfsame flirt of a man that I quailed and shied away from just at his approach and advancement towards me. He is taking a nap. Soundlessly and sweetly mild in my very own arms and watch care. I look at his hair. It is terribly and for the most part pitch-black and little, if not hardly any maroon and roseate. Yes. It is scantly kinked and coiled and curlicue. I love its stylishness; I.