It was a shame they were spoken for and not interested in males. This wasn’t uncommon among the Burgis’. Their race didn’t seem to share the Gen...teli bi-sexual gene.Zan had found himself a delightful young Prol male the first night in town. They were always easy to find. Their race didn’t look kindly on people who were different. However, as they were often used as slaves, many Prol males like the one he found often ended up becoming Genteli bed buddies by choice. As their sexual preference, was. We met in a hotel and had a few pints and sorted out what was wrong with the world. At closing time I suggested a couple more in my house, He was staying in another hotel nearby. Helen was away for the night at a friends place about twenty five miles away. The guy and I had a few more and we talked about a holiday we’d just come back from in New Orleans. He was really interested. I said I had some photos. He wanted to see them. I really took a risk when I went to get them and slipped a couple. " Yeah, but I still don't know," I said."Ok look," he said, "what we do is this, one night when we're all alone with her, we fix her up, just to see what happens, ok." Well ok," I said reluctantly, " what about your sister then?" Yeah right," he laughed, "she's only fourteen, her tits only just starting to show, give her a few years and then we'll break her in together, ok."Most Friday nights my Mum and Dad go out, and usually Donna has a date too, but on average about once a month she doesn't.. All I basically did was go home, watch TV and fall fast sleep waking up around noon to go to work and then the next day the same old routine would follow.I wasn't a bad looking fella, it's just that I really never had luck with women. I was your average tall, lanky and quiet gentleman. Women were not a big part of my life, but being in my early thirties I still felt I had a chance to meet a nice woman one day. I was a lonely man but at least I had a good job that was slowly sucking the life out.