. three hundred years!?”She glanced up at the scholar who was waiting patiently, her eyes wide.“Scholar, how many seasons have you been alive?”T...e giant creature rumbled a reply, and Sleethe translated for her.“Scholar says doesn’t know. We don’t count that.”Just like Sleethe then, the scholar didn’t know its own age. The Krell really didn’t seem fond of time keeping. The timescales that they lived on were so much larger than those of humans, and their metabolisms were so slow. Lena was. I moved down and studied it a bit more closely.“Well - I don’t recall looking at it last night, so I can’t really tell if it is larger or not. But I will be honest – it is a nice size. In fact, it is a really nice size. Fortunately, it is not too long – it would be uncomfortable otherwise. I would probably like something a bit wider, but not much longer.” I blushed a bit when I realized what I had said.Gary looked at me with some amusement, “I’m not sensitive about size – I think that it is now. ." she tried to remain calm, as heart raced. "Oh yes, you work with computers or something like that, right?." As if she had forgot anything he said during their conversation."Yes mam, I sure do. I am going to be coming to Springfield next week to follow up on a project and I was wondering if you could help me book a reservation?" Oh... yes, absolutely. What day will you be coming in?" As she entered the details of his reservation into the computer, her heart sunk. He was not interested in her,. When he was finished, he turned to me and began to paint MY face! Every movement of his fingers was perfectly defined and sensuous, and as he trailed his oily fingers over my nose, cheeks, and lips, I began to feel a tingle in my pussy. Then from somewhere, he materialized three glowing balls that he began juggling in the air. Every once in awhile he would stop and add another ball, until he had five going at once. He put on quite a show for me, ending in a bow that brought his face only inches.