What am I going to do to you?" Fuck me?" How?" ...hard?"He snorted. "Harder than that," he muttered. He drained the third can of beer and came over ...o where I was standing. The water had dried on me. I felt clean and strangely invigorated. His fingers took hold of both my erect nipples and pinched fiercely, making me gasp and flinch away. He kept hold. "You're gonna fucking love this, bitch," he said: "upstairs. Now."I walked timidly up the stairs ahead of him. Half way up he told me to. She said, “Talk me to your house and I’ll let you fuck me.”I said, “I’ve got a roommate.”She laughed and said, “He can fuck me too.”I replied, “I don’t think my wife would like that.”She smiled and said, “You would be surprised at what a frustrated house wife will do.” She thought a moment and said, “Hey, I didn’t see any women’s clothing in you laundry.”It was my turn to laugh and say, “They are my work clothes. My wife won’t let me put them in her washer.”Again she laughed and asked, “What. You spend most of your time outside, tending her numerous trees and bushes of flowers, mowing the lawn and fulfilling other gardening duties. She spends most of her days outside too, sunbathing, swimming in the pool or criticizing your every move, for she is the kind of person who likes everything done exactly her ways.Some say her wealth comes from numerous marriages and divorces with rich men: actors, judges, and so on... Others talk about a large scale fraud she has been a part of. There are. In no time at all, I could sense the cavern buried beneath the hillside, just to my left. The two alien females were huddled there, hiding, so I promptly put them to sleep. I was still trying to decide the best way to reach them when something else captured my attention. I could sense its existence, but I couldn't tell what it was.I guess you could compare it to watching a pretty woman walk by. Then, after she's gone, you still detect a faint scent in the air, one you hadn't noticed before, but.