And then she was at her window. Again the look ofcaution, mixed with lust, with a veneer of fatigue. Butthere she was. She looked at me, from my eyes ...to mycock, tenting my robe. Our eyes met, I questioned. Sheheld up her hand and slowly, ever so slowly, beganundressing. First, her green silk blouse, then hershoes and skirt. Then, and this really affected me, sheundid her braid and released her long blond hair, ametaphor for the moment. She began to move, to undulate, hands moving over herbody. Yes..." Marion said in a soft voice. "But it's all I have..." Fine... fine," he said. "Come into the worship chamber."Numbly, Marion followed the slim, sensual young man as he led her down the hallway. As they entered the worship chamber, Alida looked up, and a broad smile wreathed her face."Marion, how nice to see you." She rose, totally nude, and moved to Marion as if to kiss her on the cheek. But Marion drew back in disgust. "So, you are repelled by us, eh? There's no need to be."Marion. Then I heard cracking inside of me I felt something soft and slimy slide out of my pussy. It then crawled over to my breast and started sucking on it I felt more slimy things coming out and they started fighting on who would get milk from my breast one then moved in while the others were fighting and I felt milk coming out. I then heard a screech that made me pee right there I saw the girl from before she dropped down and grabbed the small birds I think they were a weird mix of something and. Seconds later, one guy moved up to me and placed a knife at my throat.“Don’t move,” he said, before continuing in a thick London accent, “Tommy, check him to see if the fudge packer’s got dough.”After Tommy frisked me, also checking my arms and neck for jewellery, he replied, “Harry, the sausage jockey’s clean, his got fuck-all on him that we can nick.”“Christ, I was hoping that we could score a few pints off the chutney ferret tonight,” Tommy replied, somewhat irritated.“Me too, mate,” Harry.