Despite all the attention she got, my mother was quite a conservative lady. She never wore anything explicitly revealing. Even when she wore her saree... it was always tied above her navel and the pallu deftly covered her luscious bosom. Even at home, I have only seen her decked up in sarees, never in a loose nighty or anything revealing, which is why it was a surprise to me when I saw mom wearing spaghetti top, a deep cut, knee-length satin nighty on returning from my 2 years in Germany.“Oh. ”“Perfect. Lead on and show us your expertise,” I nodded as I turned my thoughts inward.“Sounds wonderful,” Violet added, giving a brilliant eager smile, her hand swinging mine in her nervous excitement.No, it is still resting where it was; it is above us and ahead but to the right a bit. I can’t tell exactly except that we are very close. No more than a thousand feet or so. Be wary, and remind Violet to start checking for anything magical.At the top of the escalator, we walked forward. She was very petite about one hundred pounds with those huge knockers. That was the first thing he noticed about her when he first met her. She was so tiny with the extra large hooters. He gave her a ride home that day and they had just driven a few blocks when he asked her to get naked. She stripped all her clothes off and he pulled the car into a vacant lot and pulled her close and kissed her mouth as he felt her tits. She did not push him away so he then began sucking each tit as he fingered. Her own feelings seemed to be struggling with the hive mind, but she had no time to deal with it. The naked bulk of the captive marine was bearing down on her his actions controlled by wires, the alien Queens lustful thoughts filling the large cavernous room." Zzzzzz, pray you survive this fuck earth bitch!" The soldiers mind was forceful and dominant the Queen burying into his primeval desires and caveman lust, plus his hatred for this treacherous officer. The Sarge swiped Fin across the face.