“They say that the setting sun’s colors are a premonition of the coming day,” Maza said, noticing that he was staring at it.“And what do pink ...and orange mean to a Valbaran?”“Pink is love and romance, orange is somewhere between anger and surprise, blue is sadness.”“Somehow, I doubt that you get many greens and purples in your sunsets.”She fluttered her feathers in a Valbaran shrug.“It’s just a myth. There’s a lot of pink today, though...”They descended the escalator that led to the city street.. I walked blindly with caution. His hands weren't the only thing that guided me, though, I soon felt his throbbing bulge press between my ass cheeks. It was meaty quite hard, but obviously pointed down in his shorts. "Holy fuck... That thing is fat..." I thought, practically feeling the entire shaft against my crack.I stumbled a bit into what I could tell was the livingroom. His hands left my shoulders and I no longer felt his bulge against my ass. I could hear the movement of his mesh shorts,. In not to much time you arch your back and have a nice little orgasm while the tip of my finger plays with your hard little clit and has budded out from her hood. You open your eyes, tell me that was nice and then we have a nice French kiss. I take you from the bath and dry you off with a nice big soft towel, I do not miss a spot. I then pick you up and carry you back into bed and lay you on your tummy. I take some coconut oil and drizzle it on your back, up and down your legs, on your. Some of the really stupid ones tried to take on the Confederacy, and they lost." That prompted another round of nods."The others are alive and well, just not here on Earth." He paused to let that sink in. There was a general hubbub for awhile afterward, and he had to wait for that to subside before going on."So now I guess you want to know how that came to be. Well, I brought one of them back, just so he could tell you," he said, then he walked over and tapped lightly on the door. A moment.