There could be no doubt whatsoever that Hyacinth was HOT!Unfortunately for her, she was inordinately shy and found it difficult to talk to most humans...of the male persuasion, because she considered them to be either total idiots or more interested in their own gender as sexual objects of desire. She regretted her attraction to such creatures in the latter category with overwhelming frustration because she instinctively understood that none of them would ever risk rejection from an alien gender. This seemed to trigger something primal in them. The boy underneath me started bucking hard, and another came up to feed me his stiffened erection. The guy in my ass was now fucking it harder, the lube and my relaxed hole was now accepting it fully, and it was actually very enjoyable. “I want the three of you to come at the same time, no one pulls out.” I thought it was Cliff who said it. It sounded devious and dirty but delicious too, and I decided that I wanted it, and started writhing. I knew that she would never view any male again in the same way after that day. The situation made me realise too, that I was increasingly assuming the status of the gimp; any woman was immediately recognisable as being totally superior and I was committed to emphasise my realisation of that fact on contact with any member of the superior sex.When I entered the reception of Miranda's hotel, my status and the diminutive size of the planet was immediately brought home to me. The receptionist's. I stare in awe as you begin to slowly and lightly lick the tip of my finger. My quickly drawn in breath draws your eyes to me and I can feel my pulse begin to thunder as you reach up and slowly unfasten the buttons of your shirt, letting it slowly pool in the corners of your elbows. I try vainly to slow my breathing as I lean closer to run my finger tips over your collar bone and down along the round firmness of your breasts, ever so lightly brushing the tips of my fingers over the swelling.