Sure enough, the squeezing stopped, and the van rose to the surface...

     and there stood Silveria. 

     She, too, was the color of gleaming silver, and she, too, was nude. Her hair flowed to her shoulders and body like a waterfall. Her face was as beautiful as any artist could possibly imagine. Her breasts were the size of and were as firm as peaches. Her nipples stayed taut. She kept her pubic patch as full as the fur of a cat. 

     "I figure I can squeeze you four or five times before you crack," she said. "But can't we talk instead?" 

     "I really would prefer not to go out there," Trevor said. "She treats me like a chew toy." 

     "Fine. Niki and Gramps are with me," Adam said.  

     Trevor turned to Niki. "Sorry, partner." 

​     "Don't worry about it," Niki replied. "I'd just be worrying about you out there, anyway."

     "I'm glad you're staying with us, Trevor," Abby said. "We'll feel a whole lot better with you here."

     "Bye," Niki said, disappearing. "I'll fly out after you two, give you a little back-up."

​     "We ready, then?" Adam asked. "Let's go."

CONTINUE