‘I suppose so. Did you ask about this Resistance and the … Tyrant?’ He shook his head as he wound the bandage around me, ‘I didn’t think of ...it.’ I stared at my reflection in the stream. ‘Well, it sounds like we’re involved in that in some way,’ I said. ‘That girl – whoever she was – sounds like the sort of person that’d be friends with someone called the Tyrant,’ I mused, a smile returning to my face, ‘so perhaps we’re a part of this Resistance.’ There was silence again as he checked the. She didnt know what she expected he would say, but not this!„Oh Tom, i am glad that you see it in that way. Come lets go in the bedroom. I promise to show you them another time.“ She put away her crutch, hopped beside him and grabed his hand. So she showed him the way and he followed.They had an exciting first night together. During the next weeks they got to know each other better and tried out different ways of making love. Soon after Samanta realised that her missing leg did absolutely not. Maybe I wanted to hear her ask for it again. Maybe I liked to watch her squirm in anticipation. Maybe, maybe, maybe ... I leaned forward and watched her watch me as I ever so gently pressed my open mouth to her lips. She was hot, in the very real sense. Softly I lapped at her wetness, tasting her eagerness as much as her juices. I wanted it to be sensual, but she had other plans."Don't you dare go soft on me now! Heal me and then pound me into this mattress." Her green eyes burned with her need. “Me too,” said Miss Parker. I stared at her in annoyance. Whatever they had planned, I didn’t want her to be involved too.“Very well,” The woman nodded. “Yes, we are, by your standards, aliens. We have come from a planet far away to study your species’ reproduction.”“Reproduction?” Miss Parker asked, worried.“Are you going to probe us?” Jamie asked.“Please don’t hurt us!” Yasmin begged.“Everyone, calm down,” I said. “Let me do the talking. Now then, first things first, what was that shower.