She was sexy and exotic. She gave off the vibe of a woman that was naturally introverted but trying hard break out of her shell. Stela was a ball of... nerves. She introduced herself awkwardly. She was normally cool and confident. Sarah smiled politely and took her hand. “So are you guys married?” Sarah asked. “You don’t have to answer that. I’m just curious.”“We’re together,” I said.“Cool. Are you just here for a vacation and decided to get wild?”I’d already told her that I was experienced,. .. oops." What? What Mothership?" Nothing." Nothing's ass," Vee said. "Mothership ... lemmesee ... April ... seamless intelligent construct ... or is she? Maybe seamless intelligent biological ... Rather than constructed ... born? Does that fit, April?" Damn it all, Vee. You're a whole lot smarter than the average. Where are you going with this?" Lessee here. April has a brother ... a younger brother ... does April have a Mother? Am I getting close?" I can't say," April said."Can't or won't?". I turned the peignoir over a couple of times before I managed to locatethe delicate sleeves and insert my arms. They were quite roomy, and notquite opaque; when I tied the little satin string around my waist, theoutline of the lace bodice was still visible. Still my arms looked muchbetter draped with the luxurious white material, especially the way myhairless wrists emerged from the wide lacy cuffs."You've got it on backwards, sweetie," Lisa said from behind me."What do you mean?" I asked,. He pushed me forward. I slumped onto the bed and sir manipulated my stockinged legs and gloved hands so I was spread eagled face down. Sirs hands clasped around my ankles then moved up the back of my legs. I could feel his fingers as they moved up my thighs the backs of my skirts lifting as moved forward. His hands were now firmly kneading my bottom the lifted skirts now exposing my lace trimmed French knickers. I felt his fingers push them to one side and pulling my cheeks apart. My balls.