But that would be putting it too simply. this alien had curves anybody in his hometown would die for. she had the biggest perkiest breasts he had ever...seen on a feminine form, even pornstars couldn't match her. when he made it up to her face, he saw the face of a goddess. even though she was made of slime, she had a face that was chiseled out of marble, her chin and cheek bones were so defined, he wondered if she had ever poked someones eye out.she had a clipboard in her left hand and was. It was ironic that she should feel that way, she knew. Hadn’t Greg been the one to make all the moves on her? Hadn’t he said that he preferred married women? That made Julie wonder if Greg had ever been in a situation like this before. Probably not, she decided. If he had, he probably would have had a different opinion about preferring married women. Not to say that he hadn’t been in situations where the woman had been discovered. Just nothing as dramatic as being caught in bed by a husband.. Noise came from the dining room. I vaguely remembered dropping off Chinese takeout on the table for dinner when I walked in from my day at the office. It was Friday. I didn’t feel like cooking anything. James and Jenny laughed, sounding like brother and sister. So innocent.One was having sex and the other I wanted to fuck.What was happening to our family?I don’t know why I ended up in the laundry room. It had to be done, but normally I would wait until after dinner. But there I was, my family’s. I remembeer wondering if maybe I had asthma after all, because suddenly I was having a really hard time breathing.I think part of that was the things she was saying. They were what kept me tumbling, unable to get my feet under me. I had to be on the verge of losing my mind, because I distinctly remember telling her I didn't know how to fix a bra. Fix a bra? Where the hell did that come from?And then there they were - those luscious breasts I'd dreamed about for so long. I thought my heart was.