..that..." He looked at the ceiling, a hand cradling the back of hisneck, searching for the right word. Without looking at her he said,finally, "The...y hurt me, babe."Josie shrugged, but said, "You're right, honey; I shouldn't be jokingabout this. I think maybe I'm a little scared, too, and the digs arejust a nervous reaction." Or you're really pissed that your husband isn't the man you thoughthe was."He watched her eyes and was not surprised to see them well with tears."I think...," she began. I refrain from pushing her face deeper into me as I had often done to my beloved Oltos. No, this would be impolite. But I find it increasingly difficult to reason with myself. My mind swiftly grows numb to all thoughts save the delicious pleasure of Ara’s mouth upon my sensitive flesh. My arms stretch and my back arches, I reach out and grasp handfuls of the Tavissan fabric. Her hands stroke my thighs inside and out as her mouth reaches the summit of its ability to stimulate my pussy. I shudder. Just another secret, this time, kept from me, to tally up. Frustrated, I retraced my steps towards the chamber I shared with my alien lover, barely noticing my passage, so lost in thought was, confident in my footfalls, despite the darkness of the passage.The first hint of danger came suddenly, setting my heart stuttering and my pulse racing as adrenaline burned through me like wildfire.“Little butterfly, are you lost?”I felt fear prickle up and down my spine at the words and then, another. "I'm afraid that was the name given to you by your parents," sheexplained. "Sorry Larry."There was a knock and then the door opened up. A young, ratherattractive teenager girl walked in. She was also a temp."Sorry to disturb you Your Honor, I was looking for my brother." That's quite okay Sandra. I was just explaining to Larry andSteve about the finer points of what it takes to be a Judge."She giggled. "You should explain to my brother the finer pointsof doing his homework. My brother isn't.