It went tumbling overand as I tried to stop it. my arms got tangled in with the bras and racksand I went over as well. I started to struggle to move b...ut both of thewomen came over and told me to keep still while they lifted up the rack.I just lay back while they sorted out the rack. The woman with the lowcut top seemed to be deliberately leaning over me and showing herimpressive cleavage, this was starting to have its normal effect on meand I realised I had to move to avoid them seeing my. He closed the rear door with a clunk and then took my hand in his, ‘Remember Midnight, I’d really rather nobody here knew about us.’ I smiled gently at him and said, ‘It’s okay. I understand.’ Together we started towards Earth Sciences and talked as we walked, ‘Honestly Midnight. I just don’t want you thinking I’m embarrassed or ashamed. I’m really not.’ I was smiling to myself, ‘Nathan, I get it. I really do.’ As we neared the building, I could see Paula through the window, she was sat at her. “And who might you be?”“Her name is Samantha,” Ivan obliged.Curse you, Sam thought. What if Lolly put two and two together?Ivan was holding out his hand. “Me, I am Ivan.”Lolly gave him a withering look. “You two losers,” she said, pointing at Ivan and Gordon in turn, “don’t interest me. Slave here, on the other hand…” She hooked a pointed toe against the other woman’s bum. “She’s not too particular, as you can see. What I’m wondering is which way you swing, dear.” Again a gloved finger moved. I watched, spellbound, my manhood being slowly, deliberately and expertly manipulated. The tip of the tentacle stroked my perineum, and I felt myself twitch in reply, automatically opening my legs to give easier access. Rachel and the Contessa were being worked up into an absolute froth by the expanding / contracting of the alien limbs deep inside them. I must confess to feeling tentacle envy, even as I understood this was not any kind of physical reality, but merely the result of chemical.