The jacket and skirt seemed to be made in some sort of tapestry material, with a classical pattern woven into it. The skirt was short and the jacket f...tted snugly so there wasn't that much cloth but even so it looked to Gregg as though the fabric had been stolen from some European chateau."Do you like the suit?" Victoria's question broke into Gregg's train of thought."Sorry," he said, as the waiter arrived with their drinks. "Was I staring?" Victoria swapped her now empty glass for afresh. We entered the back seat. The very second he closed the car door, he pulled down his yoga pants and let his huge black cock get loose. It sprang up so hard, that slapped his belly with a loud sound. I looked at it and came. I felt my tiny thong getting damp.A closer look showed me that it was really huge.All I had to do was slide my hand around that big cock head a few times and he was slick as could be. I worked my hand down the shaft just admiring it and getting it wet with his own pre cum.I. That is something she has never done before. My day continues to be very busy. In the evening, while locking up, I notice she is still sitting in the same spot. She must be waiting for someone who is hours late.With a major supplier due tomorrow, tonight is going to be a late night. With little more than a month before Christmas, new styles will boost seasonal sales. I have to do an inventory and get the items ready to be returned. That keeps me busy until nearly ten. Time goes fast and having. The natives call it Trigen. Why is it called Trigen? Well, that is not a simple question to answer. The answer is simple enough; they have three genders, but the answer involves soooo much more than simply that. The people of Trigen are humanoid and, as such, are very much like us here on Earth. There are some distinct difference, however. For one thing, the third gender is actually not a single gender. You see, the only way that Trigens can reproduce is to mate with what they call The.