And remember, the winner gets three minutes with the loser to do whatever she wants. That's her prize. Still wanna do this?"She had yes... yes to it a...l. She remembered, too, that the winner also gets the loser's panties. She looked down at her tiny pink panties, and her matching sleeveless top. Fight hard, she told herself, don't lose any of it.Just then the crowd roared and several people in the audience stood up.Her opponent, Denise, was entering the ring, with her bag, and she grinned at. Then I pushed her to bed and started undressing her. I removed her top…She was wearing a white bra…Damn…She was looking like an angel in her bra… I started kissing and pressing her breasts over her bra…Then I was licking her cleavage…She was moaning heavily and was playing with my hairs same time…Her melons were worth to die for. They were huge and soft and perfectly shaped, oh god… Then I unhooked her bra and her melons were there hanging nude in front of me…They were so sexy and huge…I. "Robert wanted to know more." How do you contact this alien interpreter? How long will it take?" We simply phone him, Robert. His name is Lofe.For every planet being settled, we place communication satellites in orbit, and install phone linkages. We give phones to all the persons that have a valid reason to contact us, or who might need to be able to contact their leader for assistance. On the planet Filonia, as we call it, where they now live, Lofe is the de facto leader. His links to us seem. He had a very nice apartment that was reasonably close to his workplace. He had developed a relationship with a beautiful Asian woman whose husband was unable or uninterested in satisfying her sexually. And most recently, he had come to realize that the relationship that had developed with another young woman was making him happier than he could ever remember being. And then all hell broke lose!Jeanine had walked out of his apartment, furious, and had not been heard from since. He couldn't.