" That seems reasonable--even though we did fuck last night in the washroom--so I back off. "Pull down your pants, "she says. I do as I'm told.My cock... hard as wood, stands up in the night air. She leans over and I expect I'm about to get to feel her incredible pierced tongue on it, so I lean back and close my eyes. I wait a second and... nothing. Then I feel a hot drip hit my cock and start running down the side. I open my eyes to see her spitting onto my head. I watch as a drip of her saliva. It seemed like the policeman was going to take forever. Thank God she wasn’t driving her own car. If he had pulled up her license plate ... well, it would not go well. Finally she saw him emerge from the cruiser and begin to saunter warily up to her door. She put on her most innocent face and doey eyes.“I guess I let my speed get away from me, officer,” she said with her best smile calibrated to be just a little bit rueful. “It’s so hard to judge how fast this car is going. I noticed it just as. The first thing everyone saw was Vanessa’s butt hole open and shut a few times as the small pointy end of the shit she was giving birth to made its entrance into the world. That brown pointy end was soon followed by all the rest in one long smooth extrusion that would have measured a good ten inches if laid out straight. Of course it did not lay itself out straight but curled itself up into a nice little helix before the sphincter muscle contracted suddenly and cut it off.Vanessa kept her eyes. ‘Do my sisters have the same father?’He didn’t know, so she asked the Praetor.Béla found out that her own biological father had died of old age over a thousand years ago. He hadn’t wanted to continue his existence in a Martian Drone body, therefore, according to the law as determined by the Praetor, his soul was permitted to leave their society and find its own way.So as it turned out, Béla wasn’t going to be related by blood to any of her sisters or her brother, although they would all be.