THEY were READY.About an hour later, she had keyed her radio. The signal for a possible contact. Chris went on alert, and was aiming the night vision ...cope all around. Suddenly she hit the button twice. Imminent contact. Whatever she was seeing/hearing/smelling was CLOSE!!! Chris broke silence, and quietly called out, "Sighting on Mama." The others started converging on her position. None were more than 150 yards from her. Vince and Bruce were wearing night vision goggles, and Bruce saw. He smiled at the fit, nubile young body filling out her clothes, and at the cute face with a button nose that just screamed "naughty sorority girl". That could be valuable. She was clearly terrified, however, and probably wouldn't have cut it at most other studios due to her extreme skittishness, but that had never been a problem for Prurient Productions."Hi... Cindy? Please, take a seat and let me know what I can do for you today."Cindy looked back at the couch and winced, before gathering her. On her back, thighs parted, she relished the delicious rasping of his tongue. Tremors rippled through her body and, shuddering, she wound his hair around her fingers, messing up his short, dark locks.She moaned, low and continuous: a tigress purring. Shaking her head from side to side, she fought to keep her hips from bucking. Sweat beaded on her brow and her cream silk blouse clung to her clammy skin. Buttons undone, the material gaped, revealing her breasts, heaving as if desperate to escape. We have not seen anything not from Earth.”“And the big Weeping Willa Tree.” John added.“This is somebodies’ home.” Jenny said.“This place feels so familiar.” John said, “Almost like I ... built it.”The door opened, “ITS ABOUT TIME. WHAT DO YOU WANT?” The man demanded.“You asked for the Taylor family. They are here old man.” Lord Heaty said with his booming voice.“How many are there?”“There’s thirty-three of us.” Jenny said.“Well come on in, some will just have to sit on the floor.”After the.