I was created by an organization called the POG group, basically a group of aliens that monitor other less advanced races."Jessica and Frank just sat ...here looking at Kristy as she started on her story right from the beginning. Finally she got into the information on the Lodi Drone in orbit, and the fact it had just contacted another person, named Mike Monahan."That guy was in my dream; I even called to make sure he was real too," Frank said."Yes we know. We also now know he will have a dream. ”He should leave. He was drunk, she was probably also drunk, this was a bad idea. However… It had been some time since he had gotten any action.Mike rubbed his cock through his jeans. What was the harm in getting sucked off by someone he’d never see again?Toni had no idea what possessed her to offer services, but she had to admit to herself this would be the most fun she’d have had all night if the man accepted. She waited for a little bit then she heard the distinct sounds of a belt buckled. God, I'd never let anyone do that to me but you."For a second, Laura forgot about Rina. "I only wish you would do it to me."Karen grinned. "Your turn is coming, baby. Just want to make you wait. Build up the anticipation." You're making me wet." See, you forgot about her already," Karen joked.But they both knew Laura had not. She was very grateful to Karen for not pressing it, and for not reacting in a parallel way, getting jealous and scornful. But then, Karen had her own guilt, her affair. The knife slid easily up under his ribs as she rose and blood flooded out. She twisted it round as she withdrew it and then plunged it into his neck as he stood swaying with a look of utter surprise on his face. She let go of the handle as blood sprayed everywhere from the severed carotid artery, and he fell to the floor, his limbs twitching in his death agony, his life's blood pumping out on to the harem floorAfter he had been still for a minute or so she knelt and closed his eyes. Slipping.