He was probably four feet and eight inches tall. He had a mop of dark brown hair that was naturally messy but in a way that looked good. He was fair-s...inned like a dream come true. He wasn’t too lean or fat either, just the regular amount of boyfat a boy like him would have. His cheeks were smooth and soft-looking just as a child’s would be, and yet there was something more. He had an air of confidence that I never saw on any of our new recruits before. Really though, the first thing that came. You'll feel much better when you feel my tongue flicker over numerous other parts - more sensitive parts - of your body. I lay you on the large bed and turn your head to your left. I quickly start to softly kiss the parts of your neck that are now exposed to me. From nape to jaw, no patch of skin is left unkissed. After feeling those waves of pleasure throughout your body, you instantly feel even stronger ones as I nibble your earlobe. From there, I gently run my tongue along the outsides of. “I think I can find something in stock that you may enjoy. You just head to the dressing room and I’ll be back with you shortly.”Azelia nods and watches as the woman turns to walk away. As she does, the pen that was tucked behind her ear drops to the carpeted floor. When she casually bends to pick it up, the alien’s eyes bulge, seeing the taut backside of the woman’s staring back at her. She quickly finds herself responding to the naughty thoughts that are suddenly forming in her head. Azelia’s. She giggled and said “whether he buries you or cremates you — why should I care?”. I was aghast with her callous reply and looked at her with fear. Then in a pleading voice I said “please protect me —I cannot face Chettiar’s anger”. She tittered and said “don’t worry — akka will not tell anybody anything”. I was not convinced of her reply and looked doubtfully at her with worry. Shetittered and said “see — when I tell you not to worry then you should believe me — akka will not do any harm to us.