His hand started stroking my face, my throat, my shoulders, rubbing with practiced skill against the knots in my neck and shoulders. I murmured with p...easure.‘Oh, you’ve found a pixie for us to play with! Or is it an elf?’ A new voice came from above me. I could have opened my eyes but my head still hurt and I was too comfortable. A different set of hands touched my knees, then slid down to my feet. The new stranger loosened my shoes and removed them, pulling my feet up onto the couch and into. ..so there is no way we can fuck."I laughed and laughed when she said it. "Oh.....that's why we can't fuck? Okay baby.....whatever you say." She laughed too.We went back to my room. She was much drunker than I was. We sat in the dark on my couch and listened to old country songs. There were a few candles lit and a blue light bulb in a lamp on top of the t.v. The sun was all but gone and it was very dim.We started kissing. She knew how to use her tongue. Her teeth clacked against mine and her. She heard Julie’s voice again. “She’s being such a good slut! Cum for her! Shoot your load all over her face!" Margie couldn't tell if she was burning with arousal or embarrassment, especially when Julie added, "She’s such a cumslut!”“Yes!” It was a strangled cry, and whether it tipped her over the edge or whether she was ready anyway, Margie would never know. All she knew was that she was exploding, crying out. There was the sound of slippery rubber and male grunts echoing in her ears as she. ” “How can you do something like that to me? That’s not possible.” The robe replied,”We do not have the ethical limitations that have prevented your scientists from the same discoveries. We have mastered genetic re-engineering and much, much more.” The hood raised and looked at the other Robe. “Put the leach on her.” She turned her head quickly to see the coil unwind and in a flash over her. She felt it covering her face, down over her bare breasts, over her shaved cunt and wrapped its self.