" I replied."No, really." she said. "I'm going home in San Francisco. It's one stop after yours. They won't catch you if you stay on for one more stop... and besides, you can stay with me and not in some dingy Oakland hotel. How does that sound?"I was in shock. "G-great.." Fine." she smiled. "You can keep the money you save from renting a hotel room, too." Well," I gasped, "I don't know what to say, except thank you.."Suddenly, I felt tired again. And this time, my eyelids were getting heavy. I. My body ravaged by the wave of heat. My hips moving back and forth against his fingers. He watched the way my body reacted to his touch. The longer he watched the more hungry and greedy his fingers got. He inserted two fingers inside my wet vagina. They were too large. I was not wet enough for that. I had not been prepared for any of it. I screamed out in pain. His fingers moved in and out of me slowly. Shh., love He whispered. He leaned down and placed his lips against mine. His fingers slid. The greater dimensions served to soften their features, making the eyes more pronounced and diminishing the prominence of the muzzle below. They all appeared to be in semi-reclining positions, revealing legs that were little larger than the males'; clearly walking would be difficult for them. But their upper limbs were much more appropriately sized to their bulk, and seemed to be in continued sinuous motion.What was most striking was their ... skin? hides? She had never seen a male without its. "I don't know. Maybe some jewelry. I guess Hank could have arranged a weekend for us somewhere. I wonder if he might be planning on taking me to that chic new French restaurant, Maison Canard?" Lea speculated."Whatever it is, I'm sure that I'll love it. Hank is so thoughtful and good to me," she concluded.Alice asked Lea a second question,"And what about Bob? Are you going to do anything with your Rugby stud-muffin?" She giggled as she finished."Shush!" Lea hissed, "Not so loud. No one outside.