What are you doing with me? When can I go home?" You can go home when we are done with you," the alien responded curtly. "We are going to give you a d...vice that will help you cooperate with us. When you tell the truth, you will feel pleasure. If you lie or disobey you will feel discomfort. Do you understand?"Ben, suddenly feeling scared for the first time responded that he did. He was fitted with a collar around his neck, and quickly found out that it was much better to tell the truth than to. She immediately felt the baseball head of his cock rubbing her clit, she thought she was holding herself further from it but it looks like it got bigger. He started rocking his hips and made his cock rub her clit more . She couldnt help it she started to grind her pussy against it, she wanted inside so bad but it just wont go in. He lets her try and put and grind on his cock for a while. Mean while the boys are more or less taking notes. All watching with great curiosity. She tried slamming her. "Indeed," said Penny, smiling."Since my interest, as you so gently say it, is quite unconventional, it seems natural that solving the problem would be that way too," said Cynthia."Good! But let us start by being quite conventional. You must marry a boy from the village. I think I have discovered one who will suit our purposes." And this will somehow help with ... my dilemma?" Cynthia sounded skeptical."It will if you marry this boy," said Penny. "His name is Louis. He is the miller's son, and. . and you and I are finished. Do you understand?”Zeke looked back at me, “You’re . . . you’re really okay with this?”As nervous as I was, I was able to force another grin, “I do have one other condition.”He raised his eyebrow again, “Oh?”“You have to promise not to call me ‘Twerp’ ever again.”* * *The following morning, I went along with Dad and April to the airport. I was extremely sad . . . for me and for her, but I tried not to cry. During the drive, Dad was going on and on about something,.