.. still lying there, breathing very slowly but perceptibly taking in air.But what was he?It took me a while, and more than a few false starts, to rea...h the only rational conclusion. He certainly wasn't a creature of this world, I was no naturalist but I knew enough for that. This was a true alien, an E.T.—an extraterrestrial, a being from another world entirely. That was an awful lot to swallow, and it was a long time before I could gulp the thought down.Once I got that far, however, I could. There’s two things. The first is the guy in the helmet here. He’s a loose end, who knows what you might get out of him. And second ... well, he did take my money, so he’s no longer innocent, is he?”Fizzing and whining sounds came from the helmet. Mander figured it out and grabbed a leg of the card table. He shoved Helen down to the floor, shielded her with his body, and himself with the cheap folding table, placing it between them and the man in the helmet.“Damn, the Southern Fairy got it in. The dildos drove in and out of the sissy's arses driving them frantic, their nylon clad legs were dancing in the air."I can't stand it Julie," lisped a distraught Fifie."Ooooo arrrr ooooo..." lisped a frantic sobbing Julie, her sissy prick visibly throbbing in her transparent pink panties."Oh please, oh pretty please, let us milk into our panties Lady Ann." begged Julie."You disgusting sissies, displaying your erect sissy pricks in front of two innocent teenage girls, and now you want to milk. "Joan just sat there, his hand mauling her tits. He said, "NOW bitch, do what I say, pull your dress up so I can see your panties. NOW."Both Joan and I knew she wasn't wearing any panties. Joan had a panicky look on her face and I knew this was going to cause us trouble when he saw her bare pussy."NOW Bitch, get this dress up." We both knew she had no choice. Slowly, Joan began to rise her dress. It cleared the top of her thigh high nylons, up further and then there was a gasp from our.