We were running a true democracy, and that got damned hectic at times. There were often five or six factions divided on a major question, but we event...ally worked through them.The catch was that I was supposed to be the decision maker when we did not have time for an appropriate meeting. That had never happened during the first 17 years of my "reign," but then the shit hit the fan! We met our first aliens, and the fact that they were hostile made the situation even more one for me to handle by. "I shall be quite open with you. The position we offer is not just a hostess's or a waitress's job. We have been looking for girls who would be both beautiful and talented enough to meet our expectations."Brigitte just held the steaming cup. What she heard was at once vague and intriguing. Talented for what? What talents could she possibly have to please this woman?"But I am not artistic at all", she said. The crude edge of her voice irritated her in this refined atmosphere.The woman laughed a. We watched the ball drop in New York, sang Auld Lang Syne and spent some time guessing what the new year would be like.About one-thirty Greg stood up, "Well, I suppose it's time we headed out." He didn't sound real thrilled at the thought."That doesn't make any sense," Beth responded, and with a glint in her eye, "Why don't you just stay here? There are two couches down here. Of course either couch is big enough for two." I glanced at Cindy just in time to catch a smug look flit across her. “Would you like a cup of tea or anything Angela... ?”“Yes please ... Tea would be fine thank you.”I walked into the kitchen to make some tea and on my return, Angela was sitting on the sofa with Rambo laying next to her with his head on her lap. She was wearing a pair of jeans, yellow t-shirt with her pointy little tits poking out and a white waterproof anorak.“Here, let me take your coat and just push him away if he gets too active.”“She slipped her anorak off and handed it to me so I placed.