The girl's vivid blue hair was short and stood up in spikes. She was wearing the same cornflower blue dress he'd seen her in before. Dark blue horns c...rled down behind her ears. She looked coyly at Phil with eyes the colour of blood-red rubies."We brought you a visitor," Verdé said. "This is Cérulea." Seh-roo-lee-ah," Phil repeated. It wasn't exact, but it was as close as he could get to the alien syllables Verdé had uttered."She wants to play with you," Verdé added.Cérulea smiled shyly.Play?. Her art professor was as shocked as Greg had been at the intensity of the new paintings. He had to agree that there was a lot of passion in them and he urged her to paint more. He understood that for an artist, this was the best way for her to work out her anger and fear.However, Greg was very concerned about Mandy's state of mind. She was coping now because she was holding on to the hope that the decision would be reversed. If it was upheld, he wasn't sure if she would be able to handle losing. This was the sort of conversation we had after I asked Penny if she wanted to fuck him and got a very demure smile and nod of the head.It was Saturday night and we had a guest for dinner, little one was safely tucked up, and Penny had prepared a tasty treat….in fact two tasty treats. The first a superb dinner, the second Penny herself, oh a real treat. What a sight as she came down the stairs , WOW hair tied back, jet black eyes red lips, tight white top over a black bra, over a tight very. "Marcus speaking." This is the Office of the Chairman calling." The female operator had a nice voice, and familiar. Was this the same person who'd delivered the contract for me to sign? I couldn't forget her if I tried. She was diminutive - I never call a woman short - with a button nose. She might be able to pass for a midget, unremarkable except for her oversized breasts. "The Chairman would like to meet with you, at your earliest convenience. Is one o'clock acceptable?"Hell, it was eleven.