As I approach, I can hear water running, I’m guessing it’s the bathroom. When I get to the window it’s slightly ajar, I grab it quietly, opening...it a little more so I can get a better view inside. I can just see the figure of our neighbour in the shower, who had only recently been over at our place. I decide to wait for her to get out of the shower. She turns the water off, opens the shower door, and steps out onto the mat grabbing a towel in the process. I can see her full body clearly, her. Damned sun. This planet needed trees. Glorious, tall trees with green leaves, providing shade, protection ... providing all that was needed for life.This world had nothing but danger.Ah, well. It served her right. She had picked the planet. Had the entire universe to choose from, and she had picked this for their first way station. They had to stop somewhere, and it had seemed far enough away.Silly Orang.Walking across the hot metal, deciding then and there that the human concept of "shoes" for. Between her luscious legs was a lambent triangle of golden hair, glistening in the sunlight that streamed through an open window.Luxuriantly, Melanie drew her hands over the full aching globes of her breasts, squeezing them and rubbing the palms of her hands across the throbbing nubbins. Then, she ran her hands slowly down her body, across her soft, flat belly and along her hips, feathering her fingers through the silky, damp curls of her golden pubes.She quivered with pleasure as her cuticles. ”That should be enough, Rebecca thought. If she was safe, then there would be no harm in being seen naked when everyone else was naked. She simply wouldn’t look at anyone else. Her heart beat more rapidly as excitement quickly overcame reticence. What she had wanted throughout her studies was primary research in her field. If she could not observe, she could—would participate. The decision came through a conscious effort to shut off her nagging conscience.“All right,” she said, laying down her.