.I then asked her to remove her nighty so I could scratch her back which she did…She loved her back getting scratched..I then moved on to her feet�...gave her a good foot massage for twenty minutes which she thoroughly enjoyed..by this time she was totally relaxed and enjoying every bit of it so I decided to take the action the the next levelShe walked me into her bedroom where she lied down on her stomach…I grabbed warm oil and started massaging her legs..As soon as I reached her inner thighs she. She was a housewife and she was very reserved kind of a person. She was always in saree or salwar or jeans and fully covered top. She was very close with my mother but hardly spoke to me. Very rarely I used to see her and luckily once I happened to see her in short dress when she came to the balcony of her house when I was standing outside. I got a peak through under the shorts and believe me as a guy a small glimpse of the panty would make anyone mad (I am not a pervert just love towards. He simply did whatever the boys told him to do. He was fascinated with the new planet.Life sure had got interesting with the humans around. It was so different from Utopia. It was a lot brighter for one thing. He was glad he had the sunnies as the boys called the covers for his eyes. The hat or slouchy as they called it, was very much needed as well.He loved watching these people work. It was obvious, particularly with the Army guys even though half of them were female, that had done this. .. annoying. "I have already done the research. I improved the failure rate of the formula long ago – I don't know the numbers for certain, but I think the death rate should be less than ten percent. And the Calling will be easy – the ritual I have been using to delay my own will easily translate. The fertility issue is new – I'd never thought very hard about it – but I'm sure a few days of reading and I will have it figured out." You bastard! You already had two out of three of my demands.