Bill had never sent me a picture, but had described himself pretty accurately - dark hair, mustache, brown eyes, stocky but muscular, and 5'10. I step...ed aside and asked him in, and poured a few glasses of wine from the bottle he'd brought. At this point in my life I was not as comfortable in that situation as I would get later on, so skipping the subtleties, I pulled open the kimono sash, slipped it off, and said 'why don't we get comfortable?' This was going to be Bill's first experience with. I didn’t think of it that way. I didn’t want any company besides theirs, I had long worked from home, and I got all the conversation I wanted on my twice-weekly trips to town for groceries. I usually stopped in for a beer at the beachfront bar, where I was one of the regulars whose privacy others respect. Now and then a woman I met would show some interest in me, but I could never seem to work up much interest in them. I missed the sex, of course, but not as much as I thought I would. When I. "And if I followed that withdrawal by helping to organize those who oppose it now, for whatever reasons, in a public campaign against it, what then?" Why would you do such a thing?" he asked."First, let me ask you a question: how serious were you today when you said a failure of our mission might lead to some sort of retaliatory visit aimed at crippling or destroying the civilization we're seeking to contact?" I do not believe I would go so far as to use the word 'civilization' in connection. After we had cleaned off the remnants of the early morning sex I bent Colleen over in the shower and stuffed my stiff cock up her tight pink pussy reaming her cunt until she climaxed. Colleen was begging me to fuck her tight asshole and grabbed her ankles opening her firm ass cheeks showing me her pink puckered anus just waiting to be probed. I couldn't resist and stuffed my stiff prick up her tight asshole driving my prick deep into her rectum and stretching her anus for the onslaught to come.