”“If I'll let you fuck me? Are you kidding me?” Bea immediately responded, girlishly giggling away in anticipation, as she quickly flipped over ...onto her back, and spread her legs wide apart, waiting for me to mount her in a missionary position.I knelt down between Bea's spread-apart legs, and that's when we both went into “automatic mode.” Bea and I had performed this missionary position “mounting ritual” together so many times before, that neither of us had to even think about it. Bea pulled. "May I offer you refreshments, Madam and Sir?" she asked, speaking a remarkably clear form of English for a being with no hard palate, and a vastly different tongue and dental arrangement.I nodded, then used the Craxill equivalent, and said, "A glass of ice water would be appreciated." Priya shook her head, then said, "No, thank you. But the offer is most kind."The 'servant' 'bowed' again, and withdrew, returning shortly with a tray containing the requested glass. I took it, and 'nodded'. We wandered around it. I heard a whistle blow and an amplified voice said something in French and then said, “Five o’clock,” in English. People in the pool area began to strip. Out of about twenty, only one couple was still clothed.Heather looked at me, “X, let’s go swim for a minute. We might play, too.” I shrugged but smiled. We went to the gate and entered. We both quickly stripped down. Heather had one of the five best female bodies. There was one that was the best. She was probably close. Cami confessed that she was scared. Any screw up could be a final thing for any one of them. She was determined to fly her missions. She wanted to help kill all of those animals and get total revenge for their actions.Cami had a fear that she might screw up some way and not do her part.After a light supper they went to bed.Tim was awake yet when a nude Cami crawled into his bed.The total conversation for the next three hours was " I want to make love to you " and Tim's reply " I have wanted to.