“You said almost none of the men, though.”“I did. You, the person who advised me, I think you just might measure up. I’m not sure yet. I know ...you, yet I don’t.”I took a moment to settle my thoughts. This was going in a much better direction than I’d ever dreamed it would. “As I told you then, I don’t do casual relationships, and I don’t date.”“I remember that.”“I’ve not been here in thirty years,” I said in a low voice. “I’m a little rusty at courting.”She smiled. “See, that’s what I mean. You. Did you have them worked on?" No," my wife answered, becoming even more embarrassed. "They are natural." And natural works of art, I must say. They obviously can hold a lot of milk. Your beautiful red nipples are practically the size and shape of nipples on baby bottles."Even though you have such an impressive bust, your waist is small, and your belly is soft, but flat. Your round hips frame your most delightful vulva, which begs to be penetrated, and your thighs are slender and athletic.". "I can't get a shot," shouted Lila. "Surely you can, Rachelle?" No, it's moving too fast," she replied.Hearing all this I swung the ship around hoping to get Lila a clean shot when the ship shook again but this time it was followed by a loud scream and then all my warning light on my dashboard started to flash."Fire," screamed Lila."What the fuck," I mumbled and swung around in my seat and headed for the door."I've got it," shouted Rachelle as she flew by me. "Get us out of here."Without. It was just her luck she managed to run just into two of the people she wanted to see the least right now. Especially not with an cockroach leashed to her exposed pussy. “Hi Becky and Vanessa, what are you doing here?” she piped in the nicest pitch she could muster.Becky was a tall blonde with nice firm tits. Which made her expectably popular with the boys. Vanessa on the other hand was one of these super lean and fit girls with darker hair and small tits, but she was not less popular. Only.