Surprise, surprise, dad didn’t care how late I stayed out as long as I was with Sean. My sex life sucked. I wouldn’t have known how fucking great...an orgasm could feel if I hadn’t discovered my twins cache of sex magazines while helping my mom clean his room one unusually hot and humid Saturday afternoon. Thank the good Lord that it was me that found them and not our sexually repressed mother. She would have driven my brother from the house with the kitchen broom or my little brother’s softball. He was almost a carbon copy of Tolban!!"Pattie? Are you alright?" he asked, a look of concern on his face."Huh? Uuhh, yeah. Sure, I'm fine. I'm pleased to finally meet you too, Robert. Sorry... uh, I didn't mean to stare, but you bear an incredible resemblance to someone I know," I stammered as I took his warm "cozy" hand into mine. I said to myself, Keep it together, girl. Maintain eye contact. Sure, he reminds you of Tolban, but whatever you do, do not scan down his body and don't you. Mark found his eyes drift down and he was looking at the woman's buttocks in tight black trousers and, because of the angle that he was at, he was basically looking down at her arse crack between two large arse cheeks. As the train started to move off there was a jolt and the woman's backside briefly touched Mark's crotch. Although it was brief and very likely accidental, it was nevertheless erotic.After the train had moved a short distance, the woman's arse again moved backwards and touched. As Sandra's mind whirled off into the firework illuminated universe called orgasm, she was vaguely aware of alien fingers spreading her labia, and an alien finger entering her vagina, oh so gently and oh so excitingly.As she came down from her first alien induced orgasm, Sandra was aware that there was an alien finger penetrating her in a place nobody had ever been allowed before. She set up an automatic screech of outrage at the penetration of her anus, and the alien withdrew at once to a safe.