I was pretty sure that we were breaking some rule. My only question was whether it was a rule the Density Force recognized.Tiffany nodded. "Time indee... to let Base Command know we are back in the game. Mr. Mason, could you open a channel to Base Command?" Sure." he hit a few controls. "We have Lou standing by for visual." Thank you. Activate the visual."Lou's face appeared on the screen. "What can I do for you?" Just checking in to see if our orders have changed, or if we're still supposed to. Billy, a brown haired guy of about twenty found his parents murdered in their living room staged to look like a suicide pact between the happily married pair of wealthy forty somethings. There wasn't evidence that either of them were depressed, neither took medication, and the worst thing was that none of them possessed a gun. Two shotguns were the biggest evidence which was handled by the entire police force and excluded from being an eligible piece of evidence, leading the case to go. "Exactly," she smiled and continued. "But those are just the obvious. Some are also physically attractive to our prey, much like a carnivorous flower." Memories of Valentine's Day flashed through my mind, Connor demonstrating those very points in an attempt to scare me off. "Well," she went on, "we have another weapon that isn't as obvious: our bites are poison." She smiled at whatever expression I was wearing. "It's only active when our fangs lengthen to drink." I sighed with mock relief and. Tears slide down her face, hot and heavy with regret.Shame burns bright in her butt cheeks with fire, as her face is red from embarrasment, even as she’s so overwhelmed by fear that she may go into shock. They all see her, faces varying shades of horror, dread, and pity. The humiliation hurts the most.The alien proceess with one part of her clothing left on her - her small and simple black thing.Slow but firm, like a strict, loving parent, the creature pulls the thong down her legs and throws.