In that span of silence, the sun had just set behind me, but the farmer planned ahead with just a dim lantern on hand. Finally, the farmer moves. Wi...h his right hand clutching the lantern, he grabs me with his left and spins me around. He begins to push me, in between an audacious shove and a suggestive nudge, to guide me toward the hay pile from whence I just came. "Here? Why here?" I question to myself, knowing better than to question the farmer aloud. Still, I must obey.When I reach. No time to mourn, poof, gone. Then our Alien Overlords began to subjugate the rest of us.To resist was to die. To hide was to be found. There was no escape. I submitted.Perhaps our Alien Overlords would enjoy having local unglriurgl [mildly convenient biomass].I quickly demonstrated subservience and train-ability, and learned as much as I could, and as much as I could of what was expected and required, and as much else about our conquerors as I could!City at the Edge of the WorldThe City was. .. it was black ruck sack.. i was suprised at how heavy it was.. i was exspecting a ankle bracelett or a viabrator .. what the heck was this !!! When i reached my house i stashed the bag in the wheelie bin and crept upstairs to bed..I hardly slept.. tossing and turning all night thinking about my pictures online and what on earth might be in that bag.. i woke up swollen and wet. I was so frustrated i couldnt wait to get started so i ushered everybody out of the house as quickly as i could. Mom had no sense of shame or shyness as he was undressing her, she instead started caressing his chest hair as he was doing so and stared leisurely talking to him. Her nude body was still wet with a mixture of both saliva and sweat and he started rubbing and groping his hands all over her body giving special attention to her shiny melons, rubbing the wetness uniformly all across her boobs languidly as they still chatted and joked away. Time to time, once her boobs dried off, he would put his.