“Energy source?” I asked Tirus who was doing a scan as all we could sense was energy, not the type.“Some sort of fusion generator,” he finally...replied.“Anyone spot a doorbell?” I asked with a grin.This time we at least got an answer to my query, shouted over the barrier, though it was not much better than the previous one in a demand that we go away or face lethal force.“Not feeling the love here,” Clara chuckled.“Well, at least we know there are survivors,” I shrugged. “I’m pretty sure that. He was only talking about fish, after all. But it sounded wrong to her ears for some reason."Okay," she said, and that sounded wrong to her ears too, but she couldn't figure out why.Breakfast was quiet. The rest of the day was quiet, for that matter. He did, in fact, teach her to fish and the first few times her bobber dipped and jerked, the excitement of that diverted her from thinking about her "problems." After that it was a matter of pride to try and catch as many fish as Dub did. There was. .how it is like to ask a girl out or just her contact details, and you hear that "I have a boyfriend", or "sorry, I will be busy that night"... - and all the nights before and after type of lines, or just see that obvious "I am not interested", "beat it!" type of look in her eyes...and all that lame stuff; please trust me, I have been there, for about...21 years of my life.But, fortunately for me, I am a curious guy, who is also gifted with some logic and imagination so, slowly but surely, I. “So we would know for sure if he was capable of seeing you as a woman, that’s all. Aren’t you curious?”Nicole was in deep thought. For some reason, she imagined herself walking to her father while completely naked, her huge melons freely bouncing and swinging with every step. The idea was so arousing to her that her pussy started to throb almost painfully.“Why don’t we make a pact?” Linda continued. “We just tease him a little and… and we’ll see his reaction.” She laughed aloud. “I think he’ll.