My God, she thought, Danoovian Sand Worms!Vishi stood on the small platform crossing her breasts with her arms and standing with legs together, more a...habit than anything else since her body had already been laid open in every way imaginable. Still she had no idea what to expect. The handler had mentioned the term Wapeena, but it meant nothing to the beautiful woman. She had studied many forms of alien sea life at the academy but this term was alien (no pun intended) to her.Her first indication. She turned over and lay back trying to ignore it and return to sleep, but the sound, almost a summoning, grew stronger and as she listened Justine realized the voice was mesmerizing instilling in her a desire to arise and seek it out.Again she thought it nonsense and closed her eyes but it was much stronger now, pulling at her and she found her will to resist was weakening. She was afraid now and twisted under the covers as if trying to break a hold, but she could not. She tried to turn and. ”“Yes, mistress.” He replied as he began to caress the nape of her neck. His other hand reached over to cup one of her full breasts. He flicked her nipple, causing it to become hard and erect. Slowly he worked his hand down her stomach, across her thigh, and beneath her dress. Basil watched as her eyes closed; a look of satisfaction across her face. He reached his arm farther under her dress, attempting to touch the heat between her legs. Suddenly she stopped him, her eyes opening to look over. I stared at her trying to will her to lift up so I could catch a glimpse of her breasts but she didn't move an inch. I actually thought about grabbing her daughters sand bucket, filling it with water, then dousing the mother so she would jump up, but that obviously wasn't a viable option, at least not if I wanted to maintain my health. I finally decided to go back to the condo so I got up, picked up my towel and was folding it when I saw the mother looking at me. As I turned to leave she raised.