She smiled. "It's just a name, kind of a term of art. I've got a teen-age nephew." She saw my raised eyebrows. "My sister's kid. Older sister. Twelve ...ears older, actually. Anyhow, he's into science fiction everything—movies, TV, books, games, you name it—and he's always talking about LGMs. It means aliens, people—or things or whatever—from other worlds and all, they don't have to be little or green or even men, but they're often shown that way in the films, I guess to make them stand out more. This day however I had scooped it up into a bun and was just washing my body in the shower so it was relatively quick in comparison however, my parents had obviously assumed otherwise. I opened the bathroom door and was greeted with the familiar sounds of moaning, bed squeaking and grunting. Great, they were fucking again! Usually I would hear this muffled through the night and get myself off listening in but clearly they thought they had an opportunity for some noisy afternoon delights. The. Also, she has done this in much less than half the time, than the other two." The voice said."We should test her to the fourth level." Came another voice.Master Flugret nodded as he stepped toward Wren, seeming to vanish. Wren concentrated again then also seemed to vanish.There was the sound of several harsh sounding blows, the Master and Wren appeared. Both were flowing backwards; both had a piece of cloth from the other.Master Flugret look at the area above his heart seeing the piece of cloth. “Fuck me baby, I need a cock to pop my black cherry.”He threw me on the bed and proceeded to kiss along my back and down to my soaked panties. He pulled them down to around my knees so that I could not spread them any more then I had to. My hands were propping me up on the bed while I stayed on my knees with my ass in the air like a bitch presenting herself to her lover.“Stay right there baby, I want to try something with you.” He whispered in my ear with a soft tone.Hearing him say that sent.