She touched herself to check, although she already knew. Her finger slid through the yellow jungle of curling hairs slowly as she teased herself.When ...he reached the top of her slit, she found that her lips were parted and her finger fell right in to the waiting greased cleft.The first thing it hit was the protrusion of her clit.A sharp tingle jabbed through her in a burst. It was like the chills, coming outward from her hard clit around the back and over her ass, down along her tender inner. .. sorry... it's... I'm not used to such informality." Yes, I know. But remember... if we are to succeed with this, you must learn to relax more and be less formal with people." While the drug was taking effect, the progress thus far was reviewed."... and finally, I need you to read and sign this." Another one? Didn't I sign one last week?" You must remember, this treatment is... experimental. My methods are somewhat unorthodox. It helps if there is a record of your agreement every step of the. We can sort things out later. How are the others?” I barley recognized the babbling voice as my own.“Everyone has minor cuts and bruises, but the Lieutenant is comatose and I don’t think he will survive. His pulse is barley there.”“This is a landing Crawler don’t they come with Space suits?”“Yes it does. Let’s get the Lieutenant into one.”It was quite difficult to dress a limb body in this confined compartment, but we made it.“Narth is dead?” Limbur wiped tears out of his eyes.“Let’s put his. They stepped out onto the back porch and Kent whistled as he spotted the mud hole. It was a massive brown spot that spread across a couple of acres. Mostly it was fairly shallow, but one part looked pretty deep. “How deep is that one hole out there?” Kent asked. Jenna smirked. “Deep enough to sink into.” Kent started coughing, dumbfounded. “You mean you’ve completely submerged in that?” Jenna shrugged. “Don’t act so surprised. City girls get mud treatments all the time. I just got my own.