"Leave it up to Pete to see wood winter Nymphs in the forest." Yeah, and that white hair? Was probably nothing more than a snow covered branch bobbing...up and down, something like that," Greg said joining in trying to add some measure of credence to Pete's obvious hallucination.They were still laughing when they all heard the knock."Did someone just knock on the door?" Mike Anderson asked, another one of Pete's friends and buddies."Nah, must be the wind," Tom said, "Unless of course its Pete's. Okay. So far, so good. Just as he’s read – he’d added a key, a doorway back to here so he could undo or add to his work, and he was implanting ideas. One more key ingredient and then he was done. ‘One final command, Ash. Whenever we are alone, you will refer to me only as Master, and you will end your sentences with ‘I obey’, ‘I submit’ or ‘Anything for my Master’. Understand?’ Another breathed yes. ‘You’re starting to feel really horny, Ash. You’re so very turned on. Anytime you’re turned on. He was sucking and licking away as fast as he could, getting a good taste. Over and over her tight shitter Pete drew his hungry tongue, till her shit-hole was nice and wet and clean. Sometimes he tried to stick his tongue right into Susan's ass. He had a hold of Susan's smooth asscheeks and was spreading them apart so he could get right at it. It didn't take very long before Susan's whole ass was all wet from Pete licking it."Get into her ass," Stewart said. "Get right into her ass and rim her. “HMSS Mary, this is the place formerly known as Kingston. Do you copy?”“This is HMSS Mary. Who is this?”“I am Janna, one of the natives you were trying to subjugate. That didn’t work. We have the personnel of the Anglia and from Kingston. They are our captives. We have disarmed your ship not that you can locate anything to shoot. We are going to return your people to the cargo area marked, ‘six,’ and then will transfer you to your solar system. Do you understand?”“We understand what you are.