He blinked and then suddenly found himself opening his eyes to an insistent ringing of the doorbell. Sitting up and blinking he shook his head to clea... the fog of sleep away. He didn’t even do anything but quickly find a robe and put it on; which in his case happened to be ginormous. Moving quickly, he looked to not even see the snake-like alien he had spent the night with in bed. He almost disappointingly dismissed the night’s activities before as a dream, but then she said something. “Fuck. You will call me Kay in my presence please, George. But always refer to me as Simul to others; no gender reference mind. Now come, we'll try to explain," she said, rising from her seat and taking hold of my arm, much as Chaise had done earlier.Then Kay led me through a doorway into, what I assume, were her private quarters. Decked out as they were in the same decor as our temporary accommodation had been. There was nothing spectacular about them at all."George, a long time ago, our society. Away from the noise of the party you lead to a small arbour and lean me against a tree, pulling my dress up so it is around my waist, you gaze into my eyes as you part my thighs with your hand. Your fingers slip inside me once more as the bark on the tree is scratching my peachy little arse. My pussy is dripping wet as you pull and push your fingers in and out of my pussy, running them over my clitty each time you withdraw. Leaning forward I reach down and feel your rock hard cock, unzipping. “Where are you going?” Leslie asked. “I was gonna change,” I turned and answered. “You can just change here unless you’re shy or something,” she said, still doing her makeup. I slipped my flats off, then started to undress. I took my shirt off first, then put the other shirt on and proceeded to do the same with my pants. Once my jeans were off, I pulled on those shorts. I hadn’t worn shorts outside since the change because it felt weird to show my smooth legs. It was my choice to shave, but.