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shouting, she addressed him in a sensuous whisper.
    “Hi, Bruce.”
    “Uh, h-h-hi,” he stuttered in reply.
    This was deeply unsettling. Bruce immediately suspected that
Jenna remained in the grip of some alien drug.
    “I see we’re no longer climbing the walls,” she said next,
with a twinkle in her eye and an even wider smile, pulling herself up on one
elbow.
    Bruce’s jaw dropped. In all the time he’d known Jenna he’d
never heard of her enjoying a joke, let alone making one. She was clearly in an
even worse state than he’d feared. What should he do?
    Jenna was becoming concerned herself. She was used to an
articulate, pushy Bruce Glenn, not some dumbstruck dimwit who stared at her
vacantly. Perhaps the aliens had harmed him after she’d lost consciousness. She
sat up, swung her legs to the floor, and leaned forward to look into his eyes.
    “Are you feeling all right, Bruce?” she asked, with real
concern evident in her tone. “They haven’t hurt you have they?”
    The consequence of Jenna sitting up was that Bruce suddenly
found himself eye to nipple with her magnificent breasts. With a desperate
effort he wrenched his eyes up to her face.
    “Uh, yes, I’m fine,” he said, trying to keep looking her in
the eye. “How are you…feeling…?” he trailed off lamely.
    “Oh as good as can be expected in the circumstances,” she
replied airily. “I guess we’re not going to be getting our clothes back in a
hurry,” she continued, as if the prospect was little more than a minor
inconvenience.
    “No, I don’t think so.”
    Bruce struggled up into a sitting position, attempting to
gain some control over the situation.
    Seated, he found that he and Jenna were knee to knee in the
cramped room. As if on strings, his eyes were drawn inexorably downwards again,
over Jenna’s firm tits towards her enticing womanhood.
    The sight of her female charms caused the vessels in his
flaccid member to constrict, and the blood pulsing down there made his penis
start to inflate like an erratically blown balloon. He tried to cross one leg
over the other to hide what was occurring, but this only succeeded in drawing
Jenna’s attention to what was happening down at groin level.
    “Why Bruce,” she cooed. “I think you’re pleased to see me.”
She reached forward and lightly rested one hand on his inner thigh. The nerves
of his leg spasmed beneath her fingers and his cock pulsed even harder.
    Jenna smiled dreamily.
    “I think you need something, and I might be just the person
to supply it.”
    Lightly she walked her fingernails up the inside of his leg
towards his groin. When she reached his testicles her hand rolled over to cup
his swollen scrotum. The last thing she had expected at such an intimate moment
was that Bruce’s would yelp and leap a foot in the air.
    “No Jenna, wait!” he gasped.
    Jenna was surprised and hurt. She immediately went on the
defensive, just as the Jenna Walsh of old would have. Her eyes flared and she
snarled, “Oh I see Glenn, not interested now that you’ve seen me pinned and
squirming. Decided you’re too good for me, have you?”
    “No Jenna, that’s not it at all,” Bruce pleaded. “It’s just
that I’m in a fair bit of discomfort down there, due to, um, over-stimulation
without release.”
    He was about to add, “I’ll do anything you want, let’s just
go carefully,” when a soft sliding sound interrupted him. He looked up and his
jaw dropped for the second time in the space of two minutes.
    “Besides,” he finally managed. “We’ve got company.”
    Jenna turned and gave a start. Four pairs of eyes were
studying them with interest through the open doorway. But the eyes belonged to
no creatures that she had ever heard of before. They were clearly more aliens,
of two different species, and because none wore any type of garment it was easy
to see that a male and female of each species was present. The females had
breasts of a sort, and the males had scrotums, but