She has blowed me often several times a day and everywhere - early in the morning in bed, watching TV on the sofa after dinner, on the train, in the c...r, in the cinema, in the dressing room, at my workplace. Traudl was within a few weeks from a bloody beginner to grand blowing-specialist. Mostly, she just needed a little more than 5 min., until she got their reward! In the 27 years that we were together, many, many liters of semen she swallowed. And people, who knew her longer, they confirmed. "Skirt and petticoat are inthe wardrobe and there's a scrunchy in the dressing table drawer for theponytail."A few minutes later she shot out of my room still wearing her T shirt butwith my black full skirt and red petticoat with a ponytail flicking backand forth, she disappeared into her own room. There was the sound ofpanicked drawer opening and shutting, then a wardrobe door opened and aminute later, Barbara came out buckling a wide black patent belt over adeep red tunic blouse."Why not the. They had beat a hasty retreat back to thestudent council room where they could examine their spoils behind closeddoors."No sweat, bro..." James answered distractedly. It was a skinsuit. Areal one. And a girl's, too. James wanted to pinch himself to make surehe was not dreaming. The red hair and healthily tanned skin toneidentified its form as that of Anna. As Caleb visibly struggled with theconflicting feelings of fevered excitement and disappointment that thesuit did not match his own TS. "Wait," I interrupted. "We need my Dad here for this."Lisa didn't mind waiting at all."Take your time. He's an old man; if he's already in bed, we can do this another time," she said sweetly. Everyone laughed, including Lisa.Ten minutes later, Dad was seated and Lisa continued."No one knows who the Qerda are or where they came from. We didn't even know they existed until they chose Planet # 3 for extinction."First, people started dying. Their twins started disappearing. Neither they nor their.