Their outfits were identical and it was still impossible to tell them apart. Eventually we arrived at the ch?teaux and we bundled out. Colin was...still sleepy so Jacqueline gently lifted him from his seat and placed him in the buggy. Rosie was awake so Marjorie carried her in her arms. Her face crimsoned when Rosie immediately groped at her breasts looking for a feed. Jacqueline smiled and nodded as she walked beside her. ?She?s still on mother?s milk.? Her knowing smile. Looking like Lady Godiva reincarnated, she edged warily into the room. The long hair covered most of her chest, but she was plainly nude. After two steps forward, she stopped. One of the tall aliens walked up beside her, and they seemed to converse in sign language. The alien left the girl and moved next to Tim. It put one hot hand on Tim’s leg and beckoned to the young woman with the other, as if saying, ‘See. There’s nothing to be afraid of.’ Tim assumed the alien must be the owner and this. She had a lovely figureand long blond hair. Stephen couldn't help but look stunned when he saw whatshe was wearing. She stood approximately 5'6'' tall, perfectly proportionedwith a very impish face that could be characterized as mischievous. She was wearing a very short mini dress, the neck was very low cut and clearlyshowed her small but rounded breasts cupped in her black bra. And to finishthe whole west end hooker look a pair of bright red knee length boot with spikedhigh heels. In truth. On the plus side, a guy staring at my tits makes my nipples grow hard and my pussy start to tingle, which is never a bad thing. I reciprocate, though. If I see a large bundle straining against some tight jeans, my eyes are riveted to it and it’s all I can do not to reach out and touch. Size doesn’t matter, but it sure catches my attention. It was Saturday night at the Hexagon and my roommate, Jenny, and I had gone to see Brute Heart. It’s an all-girl band, which brought out a lesbian.