I know it's hard to typeout all your questions, so take this opportunity to ask us anything youwant." "Anything?" Craig asked. The man just smiled in... response. "Doeshe--does he really like doing that? Or is he trained?" "Hmmm...well in asense, he's trained. I mean, no k** knows about ALL of the joys of sexwithout a little guidance. But while some boys I've met through Pimprneed...a lot of prompting, that wasn't the case for my little Seamus. Hetook to sex like flies to shit, and he's. If he did, would he even come? It had been my only way out. As I clung to Edward, I noticed the silence. Percy Shelley was truly gone from me. ~ooOoo~Years later…It took me some time to recover from my relationship with Percy. I guess that is the way with most first loves.I never told anyone about him. They’d have surely thought me mad. Maybe they would have been right. Soon after my near-death experience, I had wondered about the realness of my time with Percy. Had the Spirit of Percy Shelley. “The Covenant,” the Marine began, bringing the cigar to his mouth. “The bastards who enslaved your friends, who killed millions of my people ... they’re digging a mighty big hole. You’re gonna tell me exactly what they’re looking for, and then you’re gonna help me stop ‘em.”The Huragok flipped the lighter open, igniting the flame, everyone in the room holding their breath as the alien brought it towards the cigar. It held it beside the tip, the Marine taking a puff and exhaling a cloud of grey. She couldn't speak any English, and pointed out the various massage times on a chart, to which I selected an hour.She then led me to a room, pointed to take off my clothes and lay on the table, and then I heard her lock the doors. We were alone and I suspected that I was in for a good time.She then started massaging my back, buttocks and legs and casually kept throwing the towel off my butt. Also, as she was massaging my back she would place one of her legs up next to my hands, which she had.