That alone was enough to keep some people with good sense away.Chris had been contemplating joining the Marines, but working at the lodge was infinite...y more appealing to him. Sam and Chris Walker were both hesitant about the brutal winter weather, but it was a year round operation with a few people coming in the winter to see the Aurora Borealis, and other such winter activities. With fewer people in the winter they could no doubt run a smaller crew.(Day 14)Early the next morning in Clovis,. ”“God help you because I own you now. I think the first day of the rest of your life will consist of mowing my rather large lawn with a push mower.”Jake pressed the intercom button at the front gate of the Cox family ranch. There was nothing for fifteen seconds.“What do you want?”It was a man’s voice. There was not a trace of friendliness.“Jake Fielding for Tommy Cox, please.”After 30 seconds of silence, the intercom spoke again.“Tommy Cox is not here.”“No, I’m sure he’s not. But I have some. Sixteen hundred hours and ready to get rid of the day with a shower and some fucking, Christian and I retire to our room. After we walk in, and the door closes behind us, and we start to undress each other. We kiss as we help each other shed our uniforms. I guide Chris to the bed and we fall into a passionate embrace as we grind into one another. He puts me on my back as he kisses his way down to my cock which is hard and aching for some attention. As he takes me into his mouth I raise my. She nudged him again, struggling to find the words.“Shoofa...” They didn’t come to her, and so she took him in her arms and pressed him against her warm, furry body. She muttered something that he couldn’t understand, and frustration welled in him. He wanted to be social with the aliens, he was trying to be, but he just couldn’t teach them enough English to carry a conversation. Perhaps he should try to learn some of their words, too. He had no hope of pronouncing most of them, but he could at.