I have to smile though. I mean for all their supposed intelligence, they can’t even lick their own genitals. What’s the fucking point of that? I a...ctually laugh at him sometimes when he’s on his own; sitting on the sofa watching that light box in the corner of the room. I lift one leg, roll over a little and start to lick my own balls; cleaning them of course, nothing sexual there. I know he watches me do it and I swear he is envious. Jealous. Pissed right off! Because at the point he can take. The searing groan of his orgasm singed my ear as his feverish cockerupted, violently spasming within me. His pleasure surged through mybody and warmed my soul.Even before Simon had completed his withdrawal; I could hear Penelope onthe phone to Rebecca providing a blow-by-blow commentary. It was evidentfrom their discussion that Rebecca had suspected my cross-dressing andhad sent Penelope to investigate while she went shopping. Rebecca's actof betrayal left me shattered, totally crestfallen.The. .”“ ... we haven’t given up,” Barbara broke in to say, “but an alien wife would never work out because we sometimes have to be seen in public with our husband. With the new multiple spouse laws, that’s working out okay, but it certainly wouldn’t with a Miadax female, no matter how exotic she happens to be. Not after the Miadax attack.”“Too bad. I would love to see him with an alien wife on his arm,” Jeff said with an evil grin.“I do think he’s intrigued by their breasts, though,” Barbara. I just knew he'd turned his head to check out my butt and tripped. I stopped on the landing above his and watched as he fumbled for his dropped bag."You okay, Danny?" Ahh, yeah. Just clumsy, I guess. You know," Danny changed the subject by pointing to my coffee. "It'd be cheaper to brew coffee instead of going out to buy one every morning."I'd made up the story of going out for coffee when Danny met me coming in, as he was going out once too often. "I know. I guess I just like the taste." Hey,.