”“But, you are to blame,” she said. “You simply won’t be punished.”“You and Anna have got to be the two most insane people I have ever m...t.”She leaned toward me. “Why do you say that?”“Can’t you hear yourself? You believe these firebombs are being set in an effort to convince the residents of Newton Grove to get rid of me. You have no idea who is responsible nor any real evidence regarding the reasons for the firebombs, but you’re willing to follow through with your beliefs rather than fight. “What do you mean?” I asked surprised. “You rejected me for years and then hooked up with my while drunk at the end of last year and didn’t speak to me all summer. There is no us.” “I know you enjoyed our time together!” she said as she moved her had over my crotch and began to run my cock over my pants. “We get along well and have a lot in common.” “This is weird. What are you up to?” I asked suspiciously. “Nothing. I’ve just been thinking about you. About us. Maybe we could make this work.”. He has seen enough on his world to know better than that.“Yeah...” Rachele replies in a soft, emotionally exhausted tone. They stare at one another in silence for a while, a weak smile on the woman’s face that expresses her gratitude.“Do you think that this, tonight, is going to be just as big a mess to deal with?” the alien asks.Rachele cannot help but smirk at his ignorance. It’s not like she can get any more pregnant, and no one has any idea that they are together. “Like I said, the damage. . She demands an audience with you.”“When?” I asked, my body buzzing with delight. Such wondrous orgasms. The slave struggled to breathe. I relaxed my coils. He gave me pleasure. Why kill him when I could enjoy him again?“Mis... tress!” he panted as I showed him mercy.“Dread Mistress, she's here right now,” my lamia slave said.My heart squeezed. The pleasure wreathing my thoughts fell away. My tongue flicked out hard. “What?”“She's here, Mistress! She's demanding to see you!”“Las's transforming.