The wide circular walkway was deserted as everybody was downstairs gabbing.As I walked aimlessly, I reached a point where I saw a gorgeous set of legs... topped by a nicely curved ass of some woman leaning quite a bit forward on the stone banister. Her upper body was nearly horizontal. I approached closer to see who these fine body parts belonged to, but the side of her face was obscured by a huge column.I made up my mind to go and start something with this woman, but I was stopped in my tracks. Most often these came seeking a 'vision of beauty' and Vyagar saw no reason to deny them this simple pleasure.This time things were different. Though the human only held a rudimentary understanding of science and technology, for the most part what he did know was accurate and he seemed to have the intellect to learn much more. In fact he carried tools with him that were the most technologically advanced that Vyagar had ever seen on this planet. Procta had longed for another life form to see,. He looked at her and laughed. "Yeah, it does. She loves this. Look at her."Shaking her head she answered. "No...no, I don't...I..." She started, trying to form a sentence. Her legs tried to close but the spreader bar kept them from doing it. Her knees pulled in a bit. "Okay, yes! Fucking, YES! It turns me on! I love watching Dewayne fuck other women!" she cried, surprising even herself.Samsara smiled as she approached me. "You're good, whore - we've played with Dewayne and Marsha for years and. I will text you my address.”“Okay, then. Since the day after tomorrow is your day, can we meet tomorrow?” I asked.“Yes. I like that.”“Alright then, thank you. Good night”“Simon, thank you. I am sorry about everything.”“It’s alright. You don’t have to apologize every time.”As soon as I ended the call, I got a text message from Carol, telling me the place where she lived. It was clear that she was desperate to meet and talk to me. After having spoken to her, I felt better for having made her.