She scratched underneath her mask before pulling it over her head, her auburn tresses spilling out about her shoulders. “As it happens, I’m done w...th you, too.” She shook her hair free and crossed her legs on her seat.“All of you,” she clarified. “I’m over boys.”Everyday, Orange County regulars are confronted by hosts of big, beautiful behinds stuffed into too-tight shorts, scores of huge, man-made jubblies bouncing braless behind low-cut tops, and more bare mid-riffs than many small nations. Because of that she could deal with the changes. And also because of the amazing orgasms she was receiving, that alone would probably make her deal with the changes if their relationship wasn’t going so well! She kind of wanted to play now, since Jesse wasn’t home and it would be a nice way to relax. She could just use one of the toys Jesse had bought for her… She knew that she wasn’t supposed to play without him knowing really, but he was at work! She couldn’t bother him with something like. I held my breath and waited, hoping no one else would bid on it. It was with a great sigh of relief, I finally heard the Auctioneer say, "Going once, going twice, Sold—to that young man for 50 cents!"A little while later Grandpa and I loaded my newly acquired, but very ancient RCA Victrola into his old truck and headed down the country roads for home.Once home I checked the Record Slots in the bottom of the old Cabinet and found one lone record, "Anchor's Aweigh." It was a big band arrangement. ”“On my way.”I was standing next to Hans and TheOther and felt quite safe and small at the same time as I looked through the transparent part of the docking bay access door. The Alien Ship had just set down and it appeared almost like an intricate and very detailed model of a Space ship. It was round but had ISAH pod like engine blocks at the lower end. It had small viewports and gun turrets and landing gear. I signaled Hans to open the door and I walked towards the alien vessel. A port opened.