I glared and stood and one pulled a nightstick, "we left the whore..."I stepped and struck into his throat while he was speaking. He fell as I spun to...the other man who looked surprised. I caught his shirt and started slugging him until he fell and I looked at the first man. I looked around before I walked to a stall and came back with cord. I made a noose and slipped it around the head of the first man who was just catching his breath.I threw the other end over the same beam they had hung my. The first craft cloaked itself and vanished. Then the booming voice from the second craft announced itself in French.“We are the French abductees' refugees. We are here to help you. Your grandfather sent us an urgent message. Please, take off all your clothes. Your clothing is tracking devices.”I took off all my clothes first then I undressed Aditi.“Please, prepare yourselves for entry into our craft. We will scan you first for security reasons.”I picked up Aditi into my arms. She was still in. So it is this time again, my friend.Here and at this moment, I allow myself to tell you a story that has been haunting my nights and keeping me awake ever since it occurred, for the emotional rollercoaster it has set rolling is most urgently demanding to be regained control of.I allow myself to have you know I feel profoundly guilty of having caught myself indulging in such immoral behavior merely a few days prior to writing this here letter. As for now that I finally mustered the courage to. While you think you can sense movement, your senses continue to escalate and arouse. I pull your skirt up and you feel the cool air on your hips and belly, my fingers tuck into the waist band of your panties and I pull them down slowly, the crotch being the last to drop from your swollen pussy lips, wet, aroused, arousal juices hang as wet strings between your full lips and panties for a few seconds. The cool air has an effect and I see you are delicious open with swollen lips. I slide several.