Spreads her legs for Aliens...

Maggie Seger was the most beautiful woman in the
advertising agency, but Sherri McCormick 29 of
Woodword Park knows now Maggie only spreads her legs
for aliens...

"Jerry, I know you think every girl that calls is hot,
but Maggie was and is... Short, slender, curvy body,
dark curly hair that was very, very soft. Skin so
clear it looked like spun glass. She told me her
parents were mixed races and obviously they had mixed
very well indeed. Unfortunately I didn't get to hear
much more about her life because by then I had made my
stupid, fumbling move and our first date was over
before the main course. I still can't believe I
misjudged her so badly. I'm usually pretty good at
telling if a woman is interested in me or not..

The girls from the office hit Crossroads, didn't see
you there, danced at On the Rocks, got drunk, we went
back to our cars and Maggie drove me to her house. Her
place was very nice and with out talking she walked me
upstairs to her bedroom. It was very stylish in Black
and dark Red. It was like a White Stripes album cover
in there.

She undressed me and we made out. While she was
working on me I looked around the room and saw many
paintings on the walls of Stars, Moons, Planets, and
alien portraits. I was getting a bit freaked out but
her tongue felt so good what's a girl to do?

Then I exploded and it was my turn to show Maggie what
I learned at summer camp, but she refused to let me do
her. I asked her why and she said she belonged to
another...

She explained to me she was in love with a being from
another world and she could give pleasure but was only
able to receive it from this alien dude.

She showed me paintings she had made of the various
people she had met from space. I lost it and being
drunk began making fun of her. We fought and rolled
onto the floor and I broke two nails.

I was so pissed I left and when I got outside realized
she drove me there. I didn't care I walked a mile and
got a ride from a guy at a gas station.

I had to give her credit though: the next day at work
it was like nothing had happened. I feared spiteful
office gossip (at best) or an inquest from Human
Resources (at worst), but I never heard anything from
anybody about it. Especially from Maggie, who seemed
to look right through me on those times when she
couldn't avoid me outright. Come to think of it, it
was unusual to see her on one of our Friday office
lunches; she usually avoided those too. She wasn't a
real people person.

I guess if it's true that you make love to those that
your partners made love to, then I too have had
indirect sex with aliens.

Thanks, Sherri"