And yet, when they happen, I'm often so terrified that I have a hard time organizing my thoughts, so that I feel like an imbecile! You saw beyond that..., though."I love that look," you said, still chuckling softly. "Come."It was an order; the thing I craved the most. Drawing in a quavering breath, I pushed away from my pier into the ocean of hopeless submission that seemed to stretch around you. You walked quickly, not looking back at me. I scurried, mindful of staying just behind you, vaguely. Debbie said that she and Fred had taken a massage class a couple of years ago. Debbie suggested that Ann have Fred give her a massage. Fred began rubbing Ann's neck and shoulders.Fred and Ann moved to the bedroom. Ann removed her robe and lay face down on the bed. Fred got some oil from a drawer and began working on Ann's shoulders and arms. He worked down her back and massaged her ass then her legs. Ann rolled over onto her back and Fred began at her shoulders. As he worked on her shoulders,. Last time we had ended up having to replace a few pieces of furniture and the television.A soft thump next to me announced her arrival, I whipped around to look at her or rather as much of her as I could see.In the dark Vakurians are much more scent reliant for navigation mostly because of the fantastic camouflage she was now displaying.The natural predators on her world had gone for better sight then smell. Even right next to me I could only see a hazy outline of her form. Which also meant she. I couldn’t completely make it out but it seemed to be a game of truth or dare. I decided not to worry so I turned off the light, turned on my fan and crawled into bed. It was a weird cold summer night that we randomly get around here so I actually went under the covers.Just before I could get to sleep, I heard someone go into the bathroom but no sound of what they were doing in there. Then I heard the person enter my room. I didn’t think anything about it, it was probably just my sister.