Tomorrow's the big day."The dinner was awfully nice, and Dad insisted I splurge. I still don't see what's so special about lobster. It was okay, but I...prefer crab. I like food you have to demolish in virtual hand-to-hand combat, or at leat whack with a hammer, which is much the same thing.That night I lay awake in my bed, thinking. I was 17. In Texas I was now of the Age of Consent. I was old enough that I could make my own choices, and was supposedly mature enough that I could handle the. The sight of her exposed thighs contrasted with the white fabric of her panties aroused him further. His fingers worked their way towards her crotch. Her aroma made him lick his lips. He swore that the insides of the top of her thighs glistened with her wetness.She squirmed in the driver's seat as she nervously glanced over at her husband as she drove in traffic. She swallowed hard. She was horny all morning and having her husband's hands groping her turned her on even more. She parted her legs. My parents were called for a marriage ceremony in a nearby town and I wished to take rest as I was mentally exhausted due to exams. My parents agreed to leave me home alone and gave me enough money to order food for two days till then they would return. All I had planned to do was rest, sleep and eat. As my parents left that morning I went back to sleep. At about 12 noon the door bell rang repeatedly. I hated the fact that I had to open the door but I didn’t knew then that God had other plans. .. Did this make him some kind of xenophile? A deviant? What would someone say if they saw him now, lying on this bed and letting an alien creature ravish him? Conflict roiled in his brain. Nobody would ever find out, but he would know. His lack of self-control, of basic decency, might haunt him if he allowed this encounter to progress any further.It felt so good, though. His body responded to her as if it had a mind of its own, his thighs rubbing together, his spine arching off the mattress as.