She had been stripped and was now lying there crying in a drunken mess. I slid onto the bed next to her and moved the hair out of her face so I could ...ook into her eyes as I kissed her on the lips, my hands went to her pussy and I could feel the heat and the juice flowing around her lips.I lifted my lips from hers and she cried and asked me what was going on. I explained how she and her lovely daughter were going to be fucked and black bred by at least 20 or so dirty niggers as she calls them.. Shit, I'm a father. I'm not only a father, I'm a grandfather, a great grandfather, probably even a great great grandfather! Wowser, how completely bizarre is that?Simeone sat back in the pilot's chair and continued to think about what could have happened on planet P73197 since the day he launched the seeding pods.Thomas was as happy as a pig in muck. He was taking his time with the design stage for his first space craft and so far no actual construction had started.His lab was littered with. "Would you like a drink," blue eyes asked? Sarah didn't have the breath to keep running and maintain a conversation so she slowed to a walk."I don't think so" she answered."Come on, we won't bite," added muscles, "unless you want us to." They all laughed, including Sarah."Sure, why not" answered Sarah. They all turned off the road and walked into the field back toward the trucks and equipment. The guys led Sarah into a large tent that was more like a canvas cabin. There were two rows of. At first the lawyers and judges had been amused and given her short answers, trying to be cute. But she kept asking and the questions got harder and soon, one or two of the adults had taken her seriously. They had spent time with her and she had learned and asked even more questions. If she hadn't gotten married right after high school, she had wanted to go on to the community college and then Law School. But Harold had changed all that.Still, she knew what a lot of those papers were. And in.