We're from the future too, remember." Do we need to worry about the aliens seeing those of us who survive?" No," the Sergeant explained. "They don't r...ally see people as physical objects, and so those people who you've touched are not giving off the 'vibrations' anymore that they recognize as being people." Vibrations?" I asked, jokingly. The Sergeant caught my mood."Yeah, well I'm just a grunt without his gun. You get an explanation using the words I know, okay?" I know a lot more words than. He squeezed me gently, exploring my new flesh as if trying to detect whatever part of it wasn't me, but that was impossible. My skin was dark and warm and soft beneath his fingers, and my nipples burned hot and cold with my arousal. I felt everything, his hands, and the weight of my tits, which had seemed so strange at first. I'd quickly learned to appreciate the supprt of a bra, although I often went without. I had an awesome chest and I did enjoy showing off."You're gorgeous now. Everything I. I figure having sex with a controlled girl would be a lot like masturbation.Then there's Heaven with it's streets paved with gold. I mean, after the first hundred years, would you really care what the streets are paved with? Hell, after the first hundred minutes.Reincarnation could be cool unless I came back as a cockroach or a maggot or something.I read somewhere that the stars are all people who died, but I'm not sure a couple million years of turning hydrogen into helium, or is it helium. It is the minister's reward for performing this unusual ceremony. I am to take him in my mouth. I lift my head and raise my body. I kneel on the altar as the minister moves before me. He stands still. I open his pants and withdraw his rigid staff. My bottom still before the congregation. They surely see his rod. But then I cover it with my mouth. I suck the minister.My hand grasps the base of his shaft. My head bobs upon it. My hand pumps his cock as my mouth provides the heat and the.