I had been lucky in that, at the time of my divorce eight years earlier, there wasn't much equity in the place and the payments were too high for my e...x-wife to afford. She let me have it and along with it custody of 'Ralph'What was supposed to be the front bedroom, and is now my office has a fantastic bay window facing the front of the house. The window usually provides me a relatively unobstructed view of both the walkway to my front door, and most of the driveway leading to my double-wide. Now we lay together in a ditch while I showed her how to prime properly and snap the frizzen closed. We kissed now and then, just little friendly pecks while I slipped a big paw inside her fluttering neckline to cup her lovely mounds, and she nuzzled my neck and stroked my back, eager I assumed to get back to her bed and spread her long legs. She was a prime piece of American girlhood, and I hated to see her being shared by our foul enemy, even if it was her family's politics.I had left her fat. "Where should we go?" Gianna asked me."I don't know," I admitted. "I'm not from around here."She took my hand and gently squeezed it. "I know almost nothing about you," she told me, "except for what I feel for you." Alright," I said quietly. "I'll tell you. Gianna, I'm not from this world. I come from a planet named Earth, which is... well, I don't know where it is in relation to here. But I know this isn't Earth. I live, or lived, in Washington state, which is in the United States of America.. That summer, right near the end of the year, maybe a week after the last day a car pulled up to my house around 8pm. I went outside to see who it was, because the didn't seem to be getting out of the car but it was parked. Once I got about 5 feet out of the house I heard the popping of a car door, and soon three others. With that, each door of the car openned and 4 people got out. I could tell there was someone else in the car, in the back seat, but they stayed put. I struggled to see who it.