~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My head hurt. I tried to open my eyes, but couldn’t. The pain in my mind and back was so horrible the light even hurt. My back? I forc...d my eyes open to realize I was on a horse. Why was I on a horse? I tried to lift my hand to my face, but they were bound. Panic set in, and I screamed as I began to thrash around. What the hell was going on? Why was I on a horse? Why was I bound? The horse came to a sudden stop and I screamed again. I forced a deep breath and tried to calm my. I better speed things up a little, for him and me."Do you know how to put the condom on?" I ask as I crawl up on the bed and lie down on my back, spreading my legs. My God! I'm actually going to fuck my nephew. My pussy is slick with anticipation."Um ... I think so," he says, holding up a single foil package. "You just roll it on, don't you?" he asks."That's right," I tell him as I pat the bed next to me. "Lie here next to me like we've been building up to this. When you know the time is right,. Perhaps if he focused on learning their language, he might just be able to ask. While he had made great strides in understanding their alien communication, he was still unable to say so much as a word. He could emit pheromones that seemed to be triggered by emotional cues, but he couldn’t formulate speech in the way that they could. Was it something that he could learn to do with practice, or was it a limitation of his physiology? Maybe he just didn’t have the right wiring for speaking. I was close totears as Scott stood up to let me out. Islowly got up and walked to thebathroom. On the way there I passedJill and she asked if everything was all right and would we be staying? I wasso upset, I just sort of started cryingand she rushed me to the bathroom.She turned out to be really cool (Ithought!) and I actually ended uptelling her about the dare! She started laughing and said something about"the good old sweetheart booth". Shetold me that hardly a weekend goesby that she.