The strange thing was that the satellites did not pick up any traces of sentience unless another sentient being was present, usually a technician sent...out to do routine maintenance on the satellites. At that time, there was a blast of activity from the planet that closely resembled humanoid brain waves, but the activity ceased as soon as the technician left for his next assignment.It finally dawned on somebody that these bursts of activity might be an effort to communicate with the technician,. I lifted her up and kissed her. Her mouth felt salty may be due to my juices. But I liked it and licked it from her lips. As I did so she placed my hands over her breast. I could feel her tits getting harder. I immediately removed her top and grabbed her breasts in hands. Her tits were hard as a rubber nipple. I twitched her tits with my hands and squeezed her medium sized breasts as they fitted exactly in my hand. She was eating my mouth as I ate hers. She grabbed my dick and moved it up. "Yes, Victor! You DID the assignment all right, but you obviously didn't learn a Goddamn thing, you sick little bastard,” she said while turning the book around so that he could see the last few paragraphs on the last page. “Here! Read these aloud to me,” she said, but changed her mind quickly. “No, wait! Don't read them aloud! I refuse to hear such filth from the mouth of a naughty little boy!"As it turned out, Mrs. Criscola was bent out of shape because of what Vic wrote at the end of. ..” The two women started to giggle.My woman, my Henrietta, was beginning to sob. I decided to save everybody a lot of time and nonsense.I walked up to the little group, they’d been maybe 15 feet from us but separated from us by an artificial tree and hadn’t noticed us. They would now.Victoria was the first to notice me coming toward them. It was clear she realized that we’d heard them talking.“Don’t worry about us anymore, any of you scum, and that especially means you Victoria; you are really.