Brenda raised a curious eyebrow. "Guh?"Susan hemmed and hawed, trying to think of a way to explain that away. Finally, she said, "Guests are coming. I...was going to say 'guests' and then name names, but Brenda, I realized that I'm not sure if I have permission to name those names to you. I'm going to have to go talk to Tiger about it." Ah, I see." Brenda was dying to know who these guests were, but she decided it wasn't her place to be pushy about that information.Relieved, Susan continued,. I have reasonably good breasts, C cup anyway. But back to my story, I wanted a feel to how this dog would enter my yard to end up fucking me so I went out back. It was 8:30 pm and already dark. With the dark and the fence there was no way anyone could see me. My god it was a thrill walking outside naked underneath, I had never done anything like that before. I went to the fence and realized that I'd be getting my robe dirty if I kneeled in it so I untied it and opened it up exposing myself. No. "Certainly, Sergeant," the colonel said with a smile. "I believe my quarters are deserted at the moment, perhaps we may go there."It was six months after their initially traumatic arrival on Eden, six largely uneventful months in one regard and dramatically eventful in many others. There'd been, as Meiersdottir had predicted, no further strife at all between the Edenites and the humans; instead, all had been working productively with one another to the great benefit of both species.The human. It was a lovely skirt and fit her nicely — rather, it had. She had experienced a growth spurt that year and now stood at almost 5’11’ tall. ‘Holy shit, is that Denise Parrish?’ ‘Holy fuck, would I like a piece of that!’ ‘I told you that bitch was hot, man!’ ‘You never said nothing, but day-um, she is one sexy lady!’ Denise smiled to herself, although she did catch some flak from the administration for wearing a skirt that short. She didn’t care because now people were noticing her. Her parents.