Will ya walk with me a few minutes?" Shore I will, Abe. Where ya want ta go?" Nowhere in particular, I jus' wanna walk with ya fer a few minutes, ifen...ya don't mind." Why, Abe, I'd be pleased ta go anywhere with ya. Jus' give me a minute ta git the last of these dishes washed an' I'll be ready ta go." I'll he'p ya, ifen ya like, Miss Abigail." Thank ya, Abe. That's mighty kind of ya." Actually, Abigail didn't need any help, she had the job so well organized, but she was pleased at the offer, so. I so desperately wanted to run to her, hack away the vines, and haul her away to safety – back to my craft, perhaps, returning to my original home with her. Yet that would not necessarily be ‘safe’ for her, either, as she would be essentially caged, tested, just an object of experimentation as the first of her kind to ever step a small, pointed foot upon Earth. And, if she did not meet her fate, her people – our people – would not survive the next four hundred years… and it would be entirely. When I removed my cock, she would feel the hot spunk dripping out of her. "Did you just cum inside me?" she would ask, confused, and irritated. "I told you not to!" Her voice would grow increasingly frantic as she pushed fingers inside herself. Disbelief and outrage would grow as she felt my sticky cream between her lips. She would try to pull my cum out but only succeed at pushing it deeper. "What's wrong with you?" But no. More likely she would notice immediately. When my pace changed, and. I'm very excited to be here for your concert. From what I saw outside, half of Puerto Rico is here to see the show."Jennifer laughed, "I know, isn't it incredible? Every day I say a prayer of thanks." Listen, I made arrangements for the two of you to have some special seats right next to the stage. See that big guy over there? Just give him your name and he'll get you seated."Angel was now very impressed."You're going to be at the party after the show aren't you? I'd really like for you to be.