“All right then, five.” (the redhead gave a little silent applause) Tiara continued. Until then we can only picture with horror what awful occurrences must have subsequently transpired in all of their glorious and resplendent filth. “There has been a rupture in protocol,” she enunciated sternly. Meanwhile, the blue-skinned girl had her head between Ana’s legs, and Ana was headed towards a climax. If said stimulation happens to result in sufficiently elevated desire, it is only considered polite to engage in juicy carnal contact leading to climax as part of the greeting. They whispered with each other, each with a hand on the other’s nipple as protocol demanded. What could be more stimulating than the quest for truth? She smiled lovingly. Close in appearance to a homo sapiens ready to enter college, though I knew she must be at least a hundred Earth years old. Aside from the golden-skinned girl (also delightful when accompanied by her clones), there was the redhead and the waifish black-haired girl.
