I let her rest before I decided to ask her the magic question. "What got into you today?" "After an early lunch with the girls, I was driving back to ...he house in the SUV. At the stop light, I looked down into the car next to me. There was this girl blowing the driver. She was really going to town on his cock. Her head was moving up and down faster than a car engine's piston. The more that I watched her, the more my pussy began to quiver and excrete my juices. I was so turned on that I flew. After class she hurried home to finish up some house work. Mainly laundry, and she had spilled breakfast on her shirt this morning. So she took off her shirt and skirt and threw them in the wash. Then she paused for a second and took off her underwear and bra too. She could take a shower in the meantime. Right after she had finished rinsing off she heard a knock at the door. "shit, who could that be." she wondered. She wrapped herself loosely in a towel and ran out of the bathroom. "who. . ," began Igwanda, suddenly trailing off.The physicist nodded. "You've got it. We all lost sight of the situation. They can find the lodestone just fine, but how can they work with it?" Uh," Igwanda grunted."You can't just stick a magnet right there upside an old-timey radio that has to work twenty-four-seven," Mantegna said, referring to the aliens' radio-wave-based telepathic linkage. "Be like taking somebody who's allergic to, say, peanuts and putting him to work in the fields picking them.. When the rest of the staff seemed ready to leave, I reminded them that Emily's father was providing dinner and drinks at the restaurant of their choice, and they had the rest of the night off."As if we'd want to interrupt?" Nancy teased as they left the room.Dinner was a lot of fun as Emily and I spent the entire meal feeding each other. Heeding Claudia's warning, we confined ourselves to playing with the dessert in the dining room. After a few failed attempts at getting the fruit and whipped.