Her tan had developed well during the summer and she’d felt they looked good enough ‘au naturel’, so she’d twisted round to the wardrobe, rumm...ged for a few minutes before pulling out a light, fawn coloured summer dress. Definitely no trousers today! It had taken just a moment to step into the dress and pull it smoothly over her lithe figure. It was well tailored to accentuate her curves, and she’d shimmied her hips slightly to settle it comfortably into place before drawing up the little zip. It was the file for her story on local prostitution. She smiled to herself as a plan began to form in her mind. It was oh so naughty, but it might be what the little bitch needed. She started humming to herself as she opened the folder, found the number she was looking for, picked up the phone and started dialing the number. ‘Hello, Monique?’ she said, when someone finally answered the call. ‘I need to hire your services for a night.’ *** It had been almost a week since Lisa’s crude. To Mori and the two assistants it seemed like nothing was happening and the three were soon feeling puzzled but didn't say or do anything to interfere. But for Shina things were very different since while she was essentially untrained she was still fully and completely a High Lord of Venda. Because of this Shina was able to perceive a considerable amount of what was happening, though much of it exceeded her understanding.Initially, Shina could somehow sense that Zira was extending her. "You can just go ahead and move a little bit to the left. Yeah, that's it. Great. "The alien man adjusted his position. POUND. POUND. POUND. The pounding was certainly otherworldly. Dick frowned and began to grow curious. As the glowing phallus pounded away, Dick's mind began to fill with questions, much like his anus was slowly filling with (alien) semen.After a short while, Dick Pound’s thoughts drifted. He thought he’d seen the alien somewhere before. But where? He racked his brains, trying.