After putting her children to sleep, she came near me. I was quite shy and didn’t look at her.She said, “I was quite shocked at what you did to me...there. That’s why I reacted like that. Sorry for that.”Then I gathered some courage to look at her. She was looking hot as ever and had this dirty smile on her face. She said afterward, “I thought about it later and the pleasure it gave me. I got aroused after a long time like that. I am deprived of all this since your uncle is abroad. At first, I. ”“Hi Master, everyone here missed you while you were gone.”“How are you feeling? Anything changing?”Ashley paused and considered before answering, “My body has changed a little bit, but other than feeling, um different, and the morning sickness, it feels fine. I’m more worried about my head. I’ve read about the so called ‘mommy brain’ which I guess this could be. I’m not sure, it just feels like ... I really don’t know. Anyway, before I start telling you how much I want pickles, how was your. Fortunately, Joe Wilcox was a happy drunk. He smiled and then blew a .22 on the test, almost three times the legal limit. Jerry commented, “It’s a good thing he’s drunk. If he had gotten into an accident, he’d never have felt it.”“Where has he been that he is just now trying to drive home? It’s ten in the morning! Nothing’s even open yet!”“No idea.”“What do we do with his car? He’s not going anywhere.”“You take Mister Wilcox here over to the station. I’ll follow you in his car. From there we. It was a simple mistake, albeit a deadly one, but the natives had no way to cross the “dead band” deserts that separated many disparate tribes from eachother, which the miners simply flew over. This alien had been tasked with finding a way across and delivering detailed maps of the tunnels so that the miners could avoid them when drilling.As we chatted and walked I learned that Beanstalk was a female, hailing from a nearby tribe, and that her species spent the majority of their time underground.