"You have been implanted with one of the Zumari eggs, as have I," Amanda told her. Zumari is what she called the green people. Amanda went on to expla...n that the female Zumari produced two eggs per year over the course of five years but the mortality rate had been very high and the race was facing extinction. That was before they discovered that putting them in another womb for four more months vastly reduced the rate of infant death, in fact it was almost zero. The egg absorbed nutrition. He`s deaf, and he spends his time watching ships and I suspect what he calls ‘courting couples’ he says “for their own safety” in the scrubland round the light… its where he met my mother! I understand it was after she had been dumped by her ex-boyfriend one warm summer afternoon. A helping hand and sympathetic word, a cup of tea and he was in! She always said she was, “a working girl” though she`s never said what she worked at. They never looked back, six months and they were man and wife, and. .?Oh??.Oh ?OH OHHHHHH?.OH?.OH?OH?OHHHH?.....? Involuntarily, she had multiple orgasms that kept exploding like a string of firecrackers. The dogs had licked up most of the sweet stuff and now her honey pot was the treat. It was obvious to everyone how much the dogs had gotten to her. She was reacting like a madwoman; she grunted, moaned and cried out as both dogs worked her over. She had a long string of convulsive orgasms and screamed, ?OH?.OH?.OHHH?.OOOOOHHHHH?..OOOOHHHHHH.?The stable boys. With that done, and with a body (expect for my head) starting to look like a girls one, I went back to my sisters room to get some clothing. When I was back in my sisters room, I started to look around once again, and I pulled a part of her closet open, where I never looked before. I was stunned to look at a big collection of latex clothing, skirts, dressed, even a catsuit! All I thought was, forget about the woman's clothing, I want the catsuit on me!I pulled, well, I yanked down the panties,.