"I wasn't finished." You've already jumped out of turn, Dr. Malt," he answered. "We agreed upon the questioning order and I didn't object to your inte...ference, as I should have. Let me enjoy my rightful turn." Their bodies look exactly like our own but I am not a biologist nor an anthropologist. Next question," I said."That wasn't very helpful," Dr. Nigel said disapprovingly, while Dr. Malt looked at him smugly.Dr. Malt looked at me, and then glowered sideways at the commander, willing him to. I preferred a more demure looking cunt. If I had been the one to get a pussy excited and made the lips swell that was one thing, but a big gaping hole or giant labia were not what I liked.Her legs were long and shapely if thin and her thighs were rounded and very feminine. Looking at her this way made me realize how different women were and how much I wanted to get near one. I remembered her smell.Women's smells always were a mystery and a magnet to me. I knew I was an absolute horn-dog.After. .."I hung up and then pulled the plug on the phone. That little slip of the tongue by Chantelle was all I needed to hear. She had said "I" and then changed her mind and said "You were seen," from that last half a sentence. I figured it was Chantelle who thought she had seen me with another woman somewhere. Now, would Chan tell Vicky exactly what I had said and would that put doubt into Vicki's mind?I went into the kitchen and made myself a meal. Then after it was completely dark outside I. The butterflies….. Never rush… each step is deliberate… each swing of the arm… the way your shirt creases as you walk.. the way you breathe in sync with your slow gait as you cross the room… shoulderssquared… chin set defiantly… nature itself requires the male of each species to dance and preen for female selection… a presentation in hopes of greater pleasures to come… Jake knew she was watching every move as he made his way to her. He could sense her anticipation as her breasts rose and fell.