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December 5th 2014, 01:30 PM at the Kloof Village Spar, I carried a shopping basket as I looked for low fat milk, so far they only had full cream milk which was bad for my old man due to him having diabetes which kinda serves him right for being a glutton douche bag who overdoes it with beer, food and other unhealthy life choices and habits.

On the radio was the news as usual, annoying, politics and crimes and other negative shit I had no interest in, of course East Coast Radio shoved such propaganda into my face with constant shit, luckily I have managed to tune their garbage out for a while. The latest news reported on East Coast Radio was a story about motorcycle driving Martians living in Chicago, which I found utterly ridiculous; East Coast Radio will report anything these days.

“As witnesses reports in Chicago, the motorcycle driving Martians appear to be anthropomorphic mice, some say this is a publicity stunt for a new movie yet not announced, others say it's an alien invasion the US government is trying to hide from the rest of the world, but our own officials believe they are just visitors from the red planet." The East Coast Radio News Anchor woman blabbed over the radio with a bored-ish tone in her voice.

“Giant Martian Mice that drive motorcycles, eish East Coast Radio, did someone pay you to read stupid fanfiction over the radio like bumbling idiots? Sheesh! East Coast Radio sucks!" I said quietly to myself as I put a 2 liter of low fat milk into the basket before turning the corner to the next aisle, bumping into a woman due to not watching where I was going and causing the both of us to drop our shopping baskets onto the ground.

“Ah great, I've dropped my damn shopping, that's what I get for being distracted." The woman said as she grumbled sitting on the floor.

“Heh, I thought I was the distracted one." I said to her as I held my hand to her; she was wearing a rather cool motorcycle helmet, it was a gray dull color with hot pink flames on it, which made up for the dull gray look. “Let me guess, you wearing a helmet so you don't have to put it on when you leave on your motorcycle?" I asked as I helped her put her groceries back into her shopping basket.

“Yeah, why take it off while you shop? It's a whole lot easier to keep my helmet on while I shop and not worry with the hassle of putting it back on when I leave the shop." She said as she threw in the last item into her basket before standing up.

“You might want to know that your helmet has a crack on it, you might want to have it fixed unless you want it to break while you are driving on your motorcycle. That would be the worst time for a helmet to break." I said to the biker woman as I point to the crack.

“Ah shit!" She exclaimed before removing her helmet, revealing herself to be a beautiful anthropomorphic mouse with a tan or brilliant orange fur, brilliant gold hair, and moderate cerulean eyes, her head is rodent-like with a muzzle and large round ears and upper incisor teeth, and finally two antennas on her forehead. “I will have to fix my helmet when I get back home." She said giving me a warm smile.

I stared at her for a moment while the gears in my head come to a complete halt at the sight of the vision of beauty standing in front of me. Plus she was one of those Martians ESR been talking about on the radio for the last few weeks now. “Uh yeah, some glue will fix that right up…I guess, sorry to stare at you and shit, but you are-“

“An alien and a Martian?" She gave a slight chuckle. “No worries, my neighbors had the same reaction when I moved in a few days ago." She said to me.

“Ah I was going to say you are hot, like really, really hot! I dig chicks with blonde hair or blue eyes and you got both, you being a Martian Cave Mouse doesn't bother me one bit, I heard a lot of lekker stories about you guys and that you guys are mostly chilled, unless some asshole gives y'all shit." I replied while grabbing a bag of chips nearby.

“Oh so you like me, eh? I had no idea that certain humans liked and were attracted to Martian Cave Mice women; same can be said about our men and your earth women." She gave me a sultry smirk, taking a few steps towards me as she placed her hands on my shoulders. “Seeing you find me attractive, why not take a selfie with me."

“Huh?" I blinked staring at the beautiful Martian mouse.

She took a phone similar to a smartphone out of her pocket before putting an arm around me as she stood beside me, holding the phone up and took a photo of us together. “My God, this is an amazing photo, up to the Freedom Fighters web page you go." Smiling while adding a caption saying 'Sweet hot South African dude.' “Now that is a lekker photo."

“South African dude eh? Beats the nicknames my online gaming friends call me from time to time, you don't want to know what they-“I pause the moment the Martian held up her phone to me. “What do you want me to do, spam dirty jokes on the Freedom Fighter web page?" I asked her as I gave a cheeky grin as I took the phone from her.

“Nope, I want you to write in your name and phone number, its part of the photo and shows you to be a supporter of the Freedom Fighters. We need as much supporters as we can." Placing her hand on my shoulder, she gazed into my eyes.

“Ah it also says I become a member of the Freedom Fighters, heh beats joining the army or Cobra." I said as I put in my name first followed by my phone number, then handed the phone back to her. “Now you know my name, you should tell me yours, it's only fair."

She took the phone and checks the details before putting it back into her pocket. “Seems fair, I'm Private Abigail Muis of the Martian Freedom Fighters, it's nice to meet you Hazel, and welcome to the Freedom Fighters." Abigail said as she gave me a smile.

“Thanks, does this mean I also get a Welcome Basket or something?" I asked jokingly.

“Nope, but I can give you the Freedom Fighters tattoo on any part of your body, as long as it's not on your ass or genitals, the latter would be the worst since it would hurt like absolute hell." Abby stepped a few steps closer. “Now hold still, this won't hurt at all."

“Uh alright." I replied as she came closer to me before stopping, she leaned her head forward and leaned her head close to mine until her antenna touched my forehead and a vision of her life and Mars rushed my mind, memories filled my mind about her life, Mars and the reason she joined the Freedom Fighters of Mars.

After what felt like forever had passed, Abby stepped away and straightened herself up. “All the memories you saw were real, while I shared my memories with you, I read some of your own memories. Very interesting childhood you have there Hazel."

“Your childhood is also an interesting one, I always thought Mars was a lifeless wasteland, guess I and most of the world was wrong about Mars." I said to Abby as we made our way to the front of the shop where the cashiers are. “So if you are not busy for the rest of today, why don't you and any friends you got come join me down at Shelly Beach."

“Shelly Beach you say, anything there that might be worth visiting?" Abby asked.

“Yeah, a nice beach, my family owns a nice little cottage down there and its like one and a half hours drive, that's if the traffic isn't too bad." I replied as we reached one of the cashiers and began putting the items I got onto the counter.

“Oh that would be absolutely lovely! I could use a break from my parents and my brothers, one of them is a few years younger than me and acts like a big ego baby, and don't get me started with my twin brother, he is a bigger pain than our younger brother." Abs said, placing her own items onto the counter besides mine.

“I am guessing you two are shopping together?" The cashier asked curiously while passing items through as they are rang up by the machine.

“Yep we are, and I will pay gladly, do you guys take Martian MasterCard?" Abby asked as she took out a MasterCard that looked similar to most MasterCard credit or debit cards.

“We do, though I suggest you get a VISA card sometime in the New Year." The Cashier swiped the card and waited for Abby to put in her number. “So are you visiting family or just here for the holidays?" The cashier asked curiously.

“Actually I moved into 20 Jerome Drive a few weeks ago, I needed a change of scenery so I moved here….along with the rest of my family." Abby replied as she picked up her bags.

I picked up my bags next and followed Abby out of Spar. “Funny how you live in 20 Jerome Drive, I live right next door to you guys, that is really cool all on its own." I said as we walked out of spar. “So where to now, home or sit down for some coffee?"

“Coffee sounds good right about now, but I need to get home pronto, I don't want to keep my brother waiting and I have a few frozen that need to be put away, or else they will unfreeze and that would not be so good." Abby said as she headed towards the parking lot. “Besides, I would like to get ready for dinner tonight, I believe your folks invited my folks over for dinner this evening." She smiled at me.

“Really now? Mom didn't mention this to me, nor did Homer for that matter, oh well it's nice to meet the new neighbors by running into one of them at the shop, since I'd rather not use Uber, would it be fine catching a ride with you?" I asked Abby as I follow her.

“Sure, if you don't mind riding a motorcycle with me, it's that or you can call uber and I agree with you on Uber, they are not the best in my book." Abby replied. “I used Uber when my motorcycle was in the shop and the driver was kinda racist to me, asked if I was a rat, among other things. So I tail whipped his ass once we arrived to the shop to pick up my motorcycle, and that lead me to being added to Uber's Banned list."

“Wow, Uber racist to someone as beautiful as you, that is no shocker due to how stupid Uber drivers can be sometimes, I'd rather not travel with them unless it's with my folks or people I know, like friends or occasional lady friends." I said as we arrived to Abby's motorcycle, it matched a similar color to that of her helmet.

“Well since you put it that way, you can ride with me no problem, just put your stuff in the side car and ride on the bike with me, but you will have to sit behind me." Abby giggled at the idea. “Oh this will be an interesting ride back home." She got onto her motorcycle after putting her bags into the side car, waiting for me to put my bags into the side car as well.

“You got a really cool motorcycle, I hope you a better driver than my brother, and he's not the best motorcyclist out there." I said to Abby while packing my stuff into her side car, then climbed onto the motorcycle and wrapped my arms around Abby's waist. “Heh, this somehow feels a bit weird." I said with a joking grin.

Abby smirked. “Don't be intimidated by a girl riding a motorcycle." She said to me as she starts the engine of her motorcycle, reverses out of the parking space and drove onto the road. “OOOOOOH! So glad to be on my bike again!"

“Woo! This is very awesome and hot!" I called out along with Abigail.

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A few minutes later we arrive back to Abigail's place at 20 Jerome Drive as she drove down the driveway before parking in front of a car that was probably belonged to the owner of the house, Abigail got off of her motorcycle and I soon got off as well, grabbing my and Abby's shopping bags and followed her towards the house.

We walked through the front door and headed directly into the kitchen, Abby put her bags onto the counter, turned around and leaned against the counter. “Hey everyone I'm home! I also have a guest so you better play nice!" She called out to whoever else was home.

A few moments later the door opened and a Martian with darker tan fur to Abby's walked in, he had the same eyes as Abby and had a Buzzcut styled haircut. “Hey Abby you back from the shop, it is about time too, I been waiting for lunch for the last 15 minutes." He said as he took the bag from the counter and started looking through the groceries.

“Mitch where the fuck are your fucking manners?! Say hello to the guest I brought home." Abby indicated to me. “This is Hazel our next door neighbor and my first earth recruit for the Freedom Fighters Earth Branch, so you scare him away, I will report your ass to General Carbine." She said to him and looked to me. “Hazel meet my brother Mitch."

“Hazel so nice to meet you, I hope my sister hasn't been filling your head with vicious lies about me, she has a nasty habit of that." Mitch grinned at me as he held out his hand.

“Oh she didn't tell me too much lies, she did brag that you enjoy cartoons and kiddie shows while on the way back home." I said jokingly as I shook his hand. “I should also mention she says she's the sexier sibling between the two of you."

“Oh is that so eh? Guess she forgot I was the one who won a spot on the Sexy Martians calendar for 2015." Mitch chuckled in amusement. “I like you Haze, you are someone I'd enjoy having a root beer or two with, that's if you don't mind root beer."

“Root beer is better than regular beer, you don't get drunk on root beer, but I am more of a Coca Cola guy than a root beer guy, still beats drinking shit like beer. That's a peasant's drink, if I want a real drink with alcohol, I'd rather drink champagne." I replied.

“Ah I get ya, I like Coca Cola too aside from root beer and I too would rather champagne than beer anyways, maybe have some vodka if I ever wish to have something stronger." Mitch looked at Abby who was making herself lunch and looked back at me. “So let me guess, you joined because you thought Abby is hot?" The Martian said with a smirk.

“Mitchel!" Abby turned around and glared at her brother. “Why ask him a question like that?" She asked as she folds her arms, still glaring at her brother with a look of annoyance.

“Well it's kinda bit of both, I joined because I got nothing better to do, and I refuse to say 'no' to a beautiful woman, and she pretty much shoved her phone in my face." I chuckled.

“Ah so she shoved her phone in your face, she gets most recruits with that method, I did suggest she try working at a strip club and trick drunk horny idiots into signing up for the Freedom Fighters, but that would not end well for multiple reasons, mostly with most men having their genitals ripped off by Carbine for hitting on her and making lewd comments about her." Mitch said with a cheeky grin.

“Oh this Carbine chick sounds like she's a man killer, I wouldn't be surprised if she had a closet of bones from countless victims who crossed her." I chuckled at the idea.

“I had a feeling you two would get along, now we wait for Vinnie to arrive, he's the other Martian I have to live with and he has a major ego, so you best be good at flattery." Abby said to me, she walked up to me and leaned close to me. “Let's talk privately later on; I need to go out again to refuel my motorcycle." She whispered to me before walking out.

“My, my, I think she likes you, Haze." Taking out two cups and placing them on the counter, then poured Coke Zero into both cups before giving me one of the cups. “Here is your coca cola, good call on getting coca cola, we were out of root beer and I didn't want to drink Abby's secret stash of apple cider she has hidden in the fridge."

“Let me guess, last time you drank her secret stash of cider, she yelled at you in a scary demon voice 'Don't ever touch my cider!' and you never touched her cider after that." I said jokingly before taking a sip of my coke zero. “I bet that was scary as shit."

“Scary as shit yeah, but scary demon voice would match the way she reacted when I drank her cider; she told me if I wanted to drink her cider, I should ask her first before taking any of her apple cider out of the fridge." Mitch took out a tray of ice and took a few blocks out and put them into his glass. “So what do you really think of my twin sister?"

“Seeing that I just only met her today, she is very attractive I will give you that. I mean she is a very gorgeous and beautiful woman and one of the very few that has ever spoke to me, most beautiful women don't talk to me and just walk past or something, very rarely do they speak to me. And the ones I do talk to end up tossing my ass into the friend zone." I replied.

“Wow, every man's worst nightmare; The Friend Zone. That is the worst place to be when you meet a beautiful woman, I've been there so many times in my life too, but recently I met a fantastic woman named Elizabeth, but she prefers Eliza since it's shorter. She's also been bit of a fill in mom for my boy." Mitch said as he took a sip of his drink.

“So you have a kid? I'm sure you used your kid a few times to get some ladies or numbers from ladies, especially if he's a baby." I said with a cheeky smirk.

“Oh I have done that before, it's how I met Eliza, and she pretty much went gaga for my son and has offered to babysit him if I ever need a babysitter." Mitch replied.

“Oh smooth operator, nice!" I said to him, observing the Martian for a moment to notice he was wearing a light blue tracksuit pants, a white sleeveless tank top. “So you just were coming back from gym or on the way to the gym?" I asked curiously.

“Oh I just came back from gym, me and Abby have matching tracksuits for gym, sadly my tracksuit top got torn and I had to replace it with this tank top, but it's really cool. Elizabeth likes my new tank top since she bought it herself a few weeks ago." Mitch said with a grin.

The door opened as a Martian with white fur and red eyes walked in, he wore blue biker trousers, black motorcycle boots, a purple bandana around his neck, black gloves and a pair of green bandoliers crossed over his chest. “Hey guys we're back!" He said taking a sat at the table as another Martian strolled through the door.

The second Martian was at least in her early 20s and had Dark scarlet hair, Grayish vermilion fur and green eyes, she wore a black sleeveless vest and a purple shirt under and black pants matching her vest and a pair of grey biker boots. “Who's the new guy?" She asked curiously looking in Mitch's direction.

“A new recruit Abigail met at the shop, she used her usual method per usual, Hazel this is Spitfire, daughter of Stoker the founder of our cause, and next to her is Vincent but we call him Vinnie, he's the loose cannon of our crew." Mitch said as he poured another glass of Coke Zero and gave the glass to Vinnie. “I hope you like this stuff, it's okay."

“Coke Zero! Ugh what happened to the root beer?" Vinnie grumbled as he took a sip.

“You drank the last bottle this morning, Abby couldn't find any at the local spar shop and even tops had nothing, so I figured it's this or drinking Abby's secret stash of apple cider and getting your ass kicked again for touching her cider, and believe me we don't have the money to replace another window or door." Mitch replied with a knowing look.

“Yeah, so don't touch the cider unless you want to lose your head." Spitfire said to Vinnie, she then turned her gaze to me and shot me a warm smile. “So do you like being part of our cause? Once you sign up to be a Freedom Fighter, you literally become a Citizen of Mars, it's part of the package deal." She said to me while sitting back in her seat.

“That is cool and I like being part of something like this, it gives me something to do and gets me out of the damn house, I am stuck home most of the week playing Grand Theft Auto V with friends and doing Lord knows what. It gets boring after a while." I replied.

“You and Vinnie will get along fine, he likes to play Grand Theft Auto as well and whenever we are not busy, and since it is the Christmas holidays, we will be taking a break." Spitfire said as she looked at Vinnie and at me. “I just might like you as well, depending on how things go and if you can be reliable doing certain activities."

“Yeah I think we will get along fine, I bet Vin would enjoy playing GTA Online with me whenever he has the time to game, also I have a reason to do some more Christmas shopping later on this weekend." I said as I finished my glass of Coke Zero.

“I think that is a huge possibility, besides I am still waiting for my bike to be returned to me, it was borrowed by a friend that is coming over later on, speaking of which I need to go out and get my tan on, earth has the best sun tanning than any other place in the galaxy." Vinnie got up from his spot and headed outside, taking a glass of water with him.

“I better go get Jack, he must be awake from his sleep by now, then I will join Vinnie with tanning, besides if I don't join him, he will get sun burned again and Charley will shout at me for not reminding him to put on his sunblock." Mitch said as he got up.

Sitting across from Spitfire who had been looking at me the whole time since everyone had left the kitchen, her eyes met with mine in a gaze as she stood up from her chair and made her way around the table until she stood right beside me, she held her hand out to me. “Take my hand and let's go somewhere a little more quiet." She said with a smile.

“Sure thing." I said as I curiously took her hand and got up from my chair, she grasped my hand and led me out of the kitchen. “Uh just curious here, but where are we going?"

“My bedroom of course, well my and Abby's bedroom." She replied as she leads me out of the kitchen door and headed down a hallway, leading past two doors before coming to what seems to be the master bedroom, Spitfire opened the door and walked inside with me. “This is me and Abby's room, we share the bed if you are curious, but not in a lesbian way."

“Heh, guess you knew what I was going to ask you before I can even ask you." I chuckled. “It must be nice having her for a roommate, both of you are really gorgeous women." I said to her, this got Spitfire's attention and she turned to face me with a light blush.

“You think I'm gorgeous? Very few men say that about me, most say I'm bad tempered, violent, too rash, impatient, hot headed, but very few call me gorgeous." Stopping dead center in the middle of the room, Spitfire turned and faced me while leaving her blush to be seen. “I am really glad you think I'm gorgeous, Hazel."

“I don't think you gorgeous, I know you ARE gorgeous, with a hint of sassy to boot. I knew that the moment I saw you walking through the door with Vinnie earlier on." I said as I looked her in the eyes, I felt her other hand grasp my hand and I gave both hand a gentle squeeze. “I am sensing you like me." I whispered softly.

Spitfire took a deep breath before taking a few steps closer to me. “You sense right, I do like you, that's why I bought you here to my room so no one will disturb us from what we are about to do." She said to me as she felt her heart racing in her chest as she leaned closer.

Before I could respond to her, I felt her lips press against mine in a rather tender kiss, I stood there surprised by the fact a very beautiful woman was kissing me, no ordinary woman too, but a Martian cave mouse. Not wanting to keep her in suspense, I kiss her back as she carefully maneuvers us to the king sized bed nearby.

As we stop at the bed, Spitfire let's go of my hands and wrapped her arms around my neck as she deepens the kiss, letting out a slight giggle as my arms wrap around her waist, the kiss pauses for a moment as she leaned her head against mine. “Mmmm." She hummed softly while reading my mind and memories before sharing her own.

After what felt like eternity Spitfire moved her head from mine and stared at me, I stared back at her knowing fully well knowing of the reason we are in her bedroom, I placed my hands on her hips. “I had no idea we would become more than friends."

“We are more than friends, you the first guy in a long time I've ever shared my memories with or read his memories, I liked what I saw and I feel more confident now with what we are about to do." Spitfire stepped back as she removed her vest and shirt, revealing to have no bra on and having medium sized breasts. “So do you like these?"

“They are as beautiful as the woman they are attached to." I said with a grin as I took my shirt off revealing having a slimeish stomach, I watched Spitfire taking her boots off before removing her pants and was now standing practically almost naked except for pink panties.

“No fair, you get to see me but I can't see you, so naughty!" Spitfire giggled jokingly as she used her swift tail to remove my pants and revealing me to be wearing white boxers with pink hearts rather than red ones like most men would wear. “Now we're even, and now I want you to remove my panties with just your mouth." She smirked at me.

“I shall gladly do that for you my lady." I said in a British accent like a proper gentleman, then knelt onto my knees as I placed my hands on her waist and leaned my head as I took her panties in my teeth and slowly pulled them down all the way, then dropped them onto the floor. “So you impressed by that, or not so much?" I asked as I stood back up.

“Actually I am impressed you managed to pull it off, most guys would struggle." She replied as she blushed. “My turn." Spitfire knelt onto her knees and took the elastic bands of my boxers into her teeth and pulled them down slowly and is greeted by my half erect cock, she dropped my boxers onto the floor at my ankles. Spitfire stood back up.

“Wow, you are more beautiful naked." I said to the Martian as she approached me.

“Thanks, you not bad yourself except for the junk food gut." She took my hand and pulled me onto the bed along with her, Spitfire took hold of my cock as she straddled me and slowly begins to grind her pussy against my length. “Mmm….you really feel good."

I bit my lip as I felt her grinding her wet pussy against my length as she lets go of my cock and it hits against my crotch, I felt her labia around my shaft as she continues to grind against my length and let out soft pleasurable moans. “Mmm, you are damn hot!" I said to her, watching her hips swaying back and forth as she slowly leaned towards me.

Spitfire gazed at me as she practically purred in pleasure as she continued to grind her pussy against my cock as she rocked her hips back and forth in a smooth motion, her arms wrap around my neck as she stopped rocking her hips. “You real handsome yourself, Hazel." She raised her hips and used her tail to angle my cock upward.

Without saying a single word to each other, I bit my lip as Spitfire lowered her hips as my cock slid into her slick pussy, her labia spreading over my cock as it slid into her tight passage, I leaned back into the pillow and grunted as her tight passage spread and stretched as my cock ventured deeper into her hot Martian depths.

Spitfire bit her lip as tears ran down her face and she gives me a look of pain and discomfort as she continued to go down but at a more slower pace, I soon realized this beautiful Martian mouse who wanted this turned out to be a virgin, she wanted me to be her first. “D-don't laugh at me, but I am…..was a virgin, I wanted you to be my first."

Looking into her beautiful moderate green eyes, I caressed her cheek with my hand as I smiled at her. “Why would I laugh, in fact I am honored you chose me to be your first." Smiling at her once again as she resumed going down my length, I put my arms around Spitfire as we leaned towards each other and kissed tenderly.

Wrapping her arms around my neck as she moaned into the kiss, with a swift motion she slid down onto my cock until I bottomed out inside of her tight pussy, Spitfire broke the kiss and moaned as my tip firmly pressed to her cervix, her whole passage wonderfully filled and stretched for the very first time. “Ooh…..thank you so much."

“Spitfire." I whispered and she looked at me, I kissed her and smiled. “If you wish to do this slowly, we can go slowly. If you want to do this fast, we can do it fast. The choice is completely yours." I said to her while staring into her beautiful eyes.

“Let's start this off at a regular pace and see where we go from there, thank you so much for giving me the choice on how we do this." The Martian said with a grin, she slowly leaned up as she took my hands into hers and slowly began to rock her hips in a moderate pace, her walls squeezing my length for the first time as she continued to go.

I gently thrust up into her as she slid down onto my cock, we continue doing this until finding the perfect rhythm, we continued to hold hands as she starts to pick up her pace, feeling her pussy squeezing me as she got a little more confident, I thrust a little faster too to make sure we stayed in a perfect rhythm.

Spitfire moaned pleasurably as she felt my cock rubbing against her very tight vaginal walls, increasing her pace to a faster one as she begins to grind down onto my crotch, “Ooh…..I think I am starting to get the hang of this, God! Hazel you are so big!" She said with a grin as she rocked her hips faster with confidence as her insides squeeze my cock tightly.

Being massaged vigorously by her tight love tunnel, I begin thrusting faster into her hot, convulsing insides as she continued to bounce up and down my cock, each thrust I gave was greeted by a tight squeeze of her incredibly tight Martian pussy as her inner walls massage along my length, I watched her tail whipping occasionally behind her.

Slamming down hard onto my crotch and grinding against it, Spitfire rocked her hips rapidly without having to lift up from my crotch. “Ahhh…..OOH HAZEL YES! FUCK ME HARDER! I really want to feel you fucking me like a mad horny bastard!"

I grabbed Spitfire and flipped her onto her back and begin thrusting furiously fast into her squeezing tight pussy, and all while not letting go of her hands and she held onto mine just as tightly. “Is this hard enough for you my lady?" I asked her as I continued to thrust hard into her tight passage as she rocked back and forth on the bed.

“HARDER! I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME HARDER!" She exclaimed to me as she felt my cock moving fast and hard inside of her love tunnel, her walls squeezing my cock in return, massaging my length as it massaged her insides. “T-that's it! Just like that!" She said the moment the entire bed began rocking back and forth along with us.

My right hand let's go of her left hand and I placed my hand against the frame of the bed as we continue to fuck like mad, she got tighter and tighter with every thrust and her hot juices streamed past my cock and making it easy to keep going despite how tight she was. “Damn! We've been at this for only a few minutes and I am close to cumming already."

Wrapping her legs around my waist and pushing me deeper into her depths as my tip pushed against her cervix as it spread her cervical opening. “You not the only one close to cumming, I'm also close to cumming myself, but fuck I am having a lot of fun!"

I bit my lip as I felt her pussy kneading my length, her inner walls massaging along my length as she begins to milk me for my load, her whole passage convulse tightly around my cock as a sudden rush of juices pushed past my cock and in a few seconds I felt her love juices squirt out of her pussy and covering my crotch and balls in her juices.

Spitfire closed her eyes as she came harder, her walls squeezing my cock as her orgasm sent volts of pleasure and ecstasy through her whole body, she tightened her grip around my waist as she felt my cock pulsing along her pussy as it throbbed throughout her passage, a soft pleasurable gasp escaped her lips as she felt the deep impact of hot fluids filling her pussy as my shaft pumped and pulsed along her passage.

I felt Spitfire's pussy rippling along my cock as I continued to cum, looking down at the beautiful Martian mouse as rope after rope of my seed continued to fill her insides, in particular her womb as her pussy rhythmically milking me for more. “F-fuck that feels so-“

“Amazing, I agree it was VERY amazing, especially for me." Spitfire said as she opened her eyes and looked up at me, she leaned up and wrapped her arms around my neck as she hugged me, sighing blissfully as my cock pulsed more virile cum into her depths. “I have no regrets doing this with you, Hazel. I really needed this more so than you can ever imagine."

“What was it that you needed, the sex or a hot boyfriend or boy toy to brag about to your girlfriends on girls night out?" I asked curiously with a curious yet naughty look on my face.

“Both actually, sex because I am very horny and have been for a long time and now was a better time than ever, and I do sort of want a boyfriend and boy toy to hang over Abby's head, but I know she will take you from me when I leave tomorrow to go back to Mars." Spitfire said as she hugged me some more. “I really like you Hazel."

I hugged her back. “And I like you too, Spitfire. I know we just met but I will miss you when you head back to Mars, shoot I was hoping to meet your old man by you introducing me to him, guess that will have to happen later or next time we meet."

Spitfire playfully pokes my nose. “You will meet my dad, he's the one who is picking me up to go home, but he will be staying here tonight." She pushed me onto my back, back to where I was lying when we started and she leaned up and slowly begin to rock her hips.

I smirked at the Martian as I paced my hand on her hip. “Time for round two already?"

“You know it, like I said I am very horny and right now you will satisfy me." She whispered to me as she rocked her hips at a fast pace and grinding down hard onto my crotch, she could still feel I was hard despite cumming a few moments ago, she wanted to see if she could make me cum a second time. “This one will have to be a quickie."

“I think I can do that." I said to her as I thrust up into her tight pussy while watching her bouncing up and down my cock at an alarming pace, Spitfire took my hands into hers once again as she shot me a smile as we both thrust and rock at the same pace.

“Mmmmm, you going to cum again real soon if I work this right." She said as her walls clasp to my shaft, as she bounced up and down my length, her walls milked my shaft , it didn't take long for Spitfire to feel the deeply satisfying impact of my seed filling her insides once more, we just held hands and stared at each other as I came a second time into her.

Spitfire leaned down against me and I smiled as I let go of her hands and wrapped my arms around her, we remained quiet and enjoyed the afterglow of our sex together, soon she fell asleep in my arms and soon enough I too soon drifted off to sleep.

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03:45 PM in the late afternoon, I woke up after feeling something wet and tight squeezing my cock and I felt how hard it was, as I opened my eyes I soon notice Spitfire still fast asleep. I leaned my head back into the pillow and bit my lip as I begin to cum into Spitfire as she let's out a pleasurable moan, I heard the door beginning to open and quickly threw the blanket over me and Spitfire and closed my eyes to make it look like I'm still asleep.

Spitfire yawned as she woke up from her nap and got the feeling of a warm liquid sensation inside of her and realized I was cumming, she giggled in amusement. “Guess he's been trying to hold this one in while asleep." She whispered quietly to herself before noticing Abby putting her bag down. “Hey Abby what's going on?"

“Oh hey Spitfire, sorry if I woke you when I came in, I had to get something for my nephew, he just woke up from his nap as well." Abby replied, she looked at Spitfire snuggling me while I slept. “You two look cozy, I'm guessing you are no longer part of the Virgin club am I right Spitfire?" Abigail asked as she gave her friend a knowing smirk.

“Yep, I've lost my virginity and it was amazing. He's all yours when I leave tomorrow afternoon." Spitfire slowly removed the bed sheets I had pulled over us and got out and sat on the edge of the bed. “Speaking of which, is my dad here yet or is he stuck in traffic?"

“Oh your dad came around about 2:30 this afternoon, I told him about Hazel and that we met at the local shop, right now he's outside with Mitch, Vinnie and Rimfire having a few root beers, Rim managed to pull through and got us some root beers on his way from Johannesburg." Abby walked over to the bed and leans over as she playfully poked my forehead. “You better stop pretending to be asleep and wake your lazy ass up."

“Wah! Alright I'm awake!" I said sitting up in bed and opening my eyes as I'm met with Abby looking at me with a playful grin and Spitfire with an equally playful grin. “So how long have we been asleep?" I asked curiously as I sat beside Spitfire on edge of the bed.

“Well I arrived back around 1:50 and could here Spitfire calling your name from our bedroom and figured she wanted some action before leaving tomorrow, both Vinnie and Mitchel were aware of what was transpiring in the bedroom due to their own dirty grins, luckily Stoker didn't arrive until after you two were done being naughty children." Abby replied with a teasing grin. “Who knows what horrors would happen if he did."

“Well I hope Vinnie and Mitch didn't say anything to my dad, if they did then I would have to hurt them both physically and emotionally." Spitfire said as she got up from the bed. “I'm going to shower and put some fresh clothes on; you better dress this one unless you wish to introduce him to my dad butt naked." Spitfire said while pointing to me.

“That would be embarrassing." I chuckled and hopped out of bed and started picking up my clothes and got a smack on the ass by Abby when I bent down to pick up my boxers.

Abby smirked. “Get your sexy ass dressed, it's time we went out to meet the others, and for goodness sake don't mention what you and Spitfire did in the bedroom, that information should remain classified for the sake of your health and wellbeing." She said to me with a playful yet serious look on her face. “Put this on when you go out." She hands me a t-shirt.

I took the shirt and noticed it had a mouse like logo on it with letters below saying 'Freedom Fighter.' I looked at Abby as I put it on. “This is a lekker shirt, may not be a tank top but still really amazing, thanks Abigail." I said to her with a warm smile.

“You welcome and I will have a matching tank top made for you later, the one I gave you is the last copy we have, we kinda give these out to new recruits or to whoever supports the Freedom Fighters back on Mars, we got some earth supporters that go crazy for the shirts." Abby said to me, she looked down and smirked. “Sadly we don't have penis sized shirts, so you better put some pants on." She said jokingly as she looked back at me.

“Oh shoot, thanks for reminding me about that!" I quickly put my boxers on and found my pants with Spitfire's panties lying on it, picking it up and grabbed my pants and put them on then put the panties back on the floor. “Don't let Spitfire know I touched her panties, I know some girls don't like it when a guy touches their panties."

Abby nudged me. “Don't be a wuss, Spitfire doesn't mind you touch her panties, just don't sniff them like most men do, last guy who did that was chased out of the house and the whole neighborhood heard Spitfire yelling all sorts of profanity at him."

“Alright." I picked the panties up again and placed them on the counter nearby. “They are there when she gets out, so she won't have to pick fresh ones out of the draw."

“I am sure she will appreciate that, now come on let's go and meet the others outside before anyone thinks I'm having a go at you in a sexual manner." Abby giggled as she grabbed my hand and we head to the door, she looked at me and grinned. “You going to love meeting Rimfire and Stoker, Rimfire is around Spitfire's age, he just turned 20 back in June, and Stoker is a serious guy but he is also chilled when he wants to be."

“I hope he's chilled now, it would be bad if I met the guy when he's in a foul mood, been there and got shat on, thankfully it was over the internet rather than in person." I replied.

“Well seeing that the UCF Q-bombed Plutark a few weeks ago and the Catatonian Empress sent a cease and desist letter to her people when she learned her ex-husband was the one causing trouble with Mars, she threw a major fit and properly filed her divorce and making sure her ex has absolute no authority over the empire, and sent apology letters to literally everyone back on Mars." Abby explained as we walked out the door.

“Catatonians eh, does that mean they're catatonic?" I asked jokingly as we head for outside.

“Catatonic is a possibility, I did meet a few Catatonians that were pretty neutral, Catalina being one of the few that are neutral but is very loyal towards Empress Catalina or as the Empress prefers to be called as Kitty or Cat." Abby replied then looked to the others. “Hey Vinnie, Mitch, don't forget about what we talked about, play nice!"

“Ah come on Abs, don't we usually play nice with our new friends?" Mitch said while trying to play innocent. “Me and Vinnie have been on our best behavior so far today."

Abby folds her arms. “You know EXACTLY what I mean, don't mention a certain activity that transpired earlier, doing that will be a hazard to both of your health." She said to them with a stern look then turned her gaze to a young Martian who had cream-colored fur and brown hair with an orange and blonde stripe down the middle and brown eyes. “Hello Rimfire sweetie, I hope these two horrid monsters haven't given you too much trouble."

“Ah not really, they've been pretty nice since I arrived, besides mom and grandma gave them both a long hour lecture about their previous behavior, Uncle Modo helped to and he was very stern with both of them, I'm surprised grandma actually swore at them." Rimfire replied, he took out a little red box and gave it to Abby. “Gran said you should have this."

She took the box and opened it to see a pair of ear rings. “Please tell your grandmother I say thank you." Abby looked at me and pulled me over to her side. “This is Hazel our new friend, I think you two will get along fine. Rimfire is like a little brother to me and Mitch and I've been the closest thing to a sister to him after his sister went missing."

“It's lekker meeting you, Rimfire. Abby has mentioned you a few times and says you are good with computers and such." I said as I held my hand out to him and he gladly shook it. “Damn son you got a firm handshake, where did you learn to shake like that?" I asked.

“My uncle Modo says a firm hand shake shows what kind of person you are, though I would never use a firm hand shake with a lady, I don't want to hurt a lady's hand." Rimfire replied.

“The only lady he ever rough houses with is me." Abby grinned as she leads to a gentleman in his mid-40s early 50s with similar fur color of Spitfire with Dark grayish tangelo hair and light brownish eyes. “Good afternoon General Stoker, sir. I hope these unruly children haven't been causing you too much trouble." Abby smiled at him.

“The children have been well behaved since I arrived, though they were snickering about something involving this new punk and Spitfire, I asked them what about and they told me you threatened to tie their tails together if they told me." He replied with a smirk.

“And I still hold by it if they've been telling you lies about Hazel, though I know they would keep their mouths shut if they knew what is best for them, Vinnie in particular." Abby said looking in Mitch and Vinnie's direction and they whistle oh so innocently.

“Oh she's an evil one, are you sure these two are the badly behaved children?" I ask jokingly pointing to Vinnie and Mitch. “This one seems to be just as badly behaved as them."

“These two are full of shit most of the time, Abby can be too sometimes, but she is way more behaved than these two put together." Stoker said as he looked to Mitch. “But Mitch has become more responsible since he became a dad, but when Vincent is around. The two of them get into all sorts of trouble; things get worse if Throttle and Modo were here."

“Throttle, Vinnie and Modo, the Three Stooges of Mars, that's a little inside joke between me, Carbine and Charley, they are unaware of the joke." Abby giggled. “I better go get some more drinks, you play nice with the others while I'm in the kitchen." Abby said as she left.

“I will play nice with the others and make fun of grandpa's age." I said jokingly while pointing to Stoker before receiving a slap on the head by the older Martian.

“I'm 45 not 85 ya punk, I can still whip your smart ass if you give me a reason to, just ask this punk if you don't believe me." He said as he points to Vinnie.

“Hey take a joke, I know you're 45 and can still kick some ass, shit my old man looks 60 even though he is still like 55 or something, and you look like you still in your 30s, like mid to late 30s." I said to Stoker. “Besides I do make fun of my old man's age as well and he seems to have a sense of humor about it."

Mitch chuckled in amusement. “Hazel you should be glad my dad isn't here, he would do far worse than Stoker if you made remarks of his age, he's 57 now and pointing out his age would get you a major ass kicking, that's 57 and still knowing how to fight."

“Hey look who is out of the shower." Vinnie grinned as Spitfire walked out of the house wearing new clothes, she wore a light blue tank top and matching short jeans and wore a pair of moderate purple shoes. “I see you're wearing the outfit you bought yesterday."

“Sjoe jou 'n sexy vrou, Spitfire. Ons het 'n paar lekker tyd!" I said in Afrikaans as I admired Spitfire in the tank top and short jeans she was wearing.

“Come again?" Stoker looked confused.

“It's Afrikaans, I told her she looks pretty." I lied knowing exactly what I said to her.

Spitfire smiled at me as she walked over to me. “Baie dankie Hazel, ek het 'n lekker tyd saam met jou te." She said as she sat down into my lap and wrapped her arms around me. “I know Afrikaans too, my dad is oblivious to what we said to each other." She whispered.

“Ho, ho, ho, what can Santa Hazel get for you for Christmas? No naughty toys though, Abby robbed Santa's sleigh, she got herself onto the naughty list." I said jokingly to Spitfire.

Spitfire tapped her chin as she think of a good answer while Mitch and Vinnie watched and trying hard not to laugh. “Let me see, I would like Mars to have water and green plants again, have all the damage caused by the Plutarkians and Catatonians fixed and the land restored back to normal, and all the trauma both Plutark and Catatonia caused our people."

“Normally kids ask for the latest new toy or doll, what you asking for is a miracle. You should be asking Jesus for help with that, not Santa Hazel." I said then got a poke on the nose by Spitfire who was giving me a semi playful look.

“I was joking about my request for Christmas, yes I would like all I said to happen and have all Martians to have water back and have Mars returned to its former glory, but for now that is slowly happening as soon as dad gets the regenerator working properly, and with the Catatonians being scolded by Empress Catalina Kitty for their actions, we can work more easily now." Spitfire replied as she leaned against me as she hugged me.

“Catalina Kitty, that's the Empress's full name?" I asked trying not to snicker. “Wow, I wonder if Kitty likes having her pussy petted, that must really make her a purry kitty." I said with a very naughty grin and with Vinnie and Mitch laughing at the dirty sex puns.

“Be glad her majesty isn't here to hear that, you would have your tongue cut out for saying such things about Cat, she's a no bullshit kind of girl and I am not exaggerating about that. I was the first one she contacted when she began her long range apologies to those her husband messed with during his time running the military; we had a 3 hour chat about it all." Stoker explained to me and smirked. “But I will admit I did like your cat puns."

“I think they were dirty, my mom and grandmother would both smack him for using those sorts of words in front of me, thank God they're not visiting earth until a week before Christmas, and Uncle Modo on the other hand might laugh at the naughty puns and then scold you for saying them in front of a lady via Spitfire." Rimfire said to me.

“Your uncle sounds like a real bad ass, I hope to meet him and Throttle if they plan to join us, though I think we might want to decide if your uncle or Stoker will make a great Santa, Stoker fits the bill nicely for Santa, though I don't know if the kids want to be given Martian weaponry for Christmas, maybe the more naughty kind." I said looking at Vinnie.

Stoker rolled his eyes. “I am not giving any kids a bunch of weapons for Christmas, nor am I wearing a stupid fat man's suit, Modo can play Santa." He replied.

“Alright and good choice too, if you suggested Vinnie as Santa then all the kids would need therapy after being traumatized by the horrors of driving on a motorcycle with Vinnie while he drives on the high way during oncoming traffic." I said jokingly.

“Ahahahaooooow! That sounds like a lot of fun!" Vinnie exclaimed jumping out of his chair.

“What's going on here?" Abigail asked as she walked out with a tray of drinks. “Vincent settle down right now! Your bike is still in the shop and you can't do anything until it is fixed, and you are not using my motorcycle after what happened last time." Abby said as she placed a bucket of ice in the middle of the table.

The white Martian mouse slumped back into his chair. “Oh I forgot, I hope Charley picks it up on her way here, she knows I need my afternoon motorcycle drives or else I will get pent up and cranky and less awesome." Vinnie said sounding slightly bored.

“Well my brother has a motorcycle, it doesn't have A.I like your Martian bikes, but it's still a lot of fun to drive as my brother has put it, you can drive that one since he isn't using it at the moment and has left it in the drive way for days." I said to Vinnie with a grin as I tossed him the remote to the gate. “Go next door and have fun with my bro's motorcycle."

“Sweet!" He ran out the gate and headed next door and used the remote I gave him to open the gate and ran down the drive way where he saw the motorcycle.

“Good work Hazel, Vinnie is going to crash your brother's motorcycle and your brother will most likely be mad if he finds out about this." Abby said to me with an amused smirk.

“He would have to get past Spitfire first if he wants to wail on my ass, and I don't think Spitfire would allow my idiot brother to lay a finger on me, am I right?" I asked looking at the Martian mouse still sitting in my lap, giving her a knowing grin.

She responded by leaning against me and hugged me. “No one wails on my boyfriend except me and my dad and occasionally one of the others, mostly in a playful manner, only time the wailing is a serious one is if Hazel stares at another woman that's not me or Abby, or if it's a woman that me and Abby don't know, human, Martian or otherwise."

“Well the only women I see are you and Abigail, so why would I stare at a stranger's butt when I can stare at yours and Abby's, besides human women butts are boring. Whereas Martian butts are sexier and come with tails, though they can be used as a weapon of mass humiliation via getting a tail whipping. Human women cannot do that." I said with a grin.

Spitfire held my face in her hands as she stared into my eyes. “That is sweet of you to say." She leaned in as her lips met with mine in a tender yet passionate kiss, wrapping her arms around my neck as she deepened the kiss by slipping her tongue into my mouth as it met with my tongue, Spitfire hummed contently as I kissed her back.

“Oh ho, ho, ho! She is a slick operator!" Mitch said in amusement as he watched Spitfire kissing me so deeply. “I hope you not too jealous sis." He said nudging Abby.

Abby smirked. “Why would I be jealous, this is kinda hot to watch and it shows how far Spitfire has come as a woman." She said to Mitch as both watched in amusement.

Rimfire watched with wide eyes and holding his phone up as he recorded me and Spitfire on his phone, he had started recording this the moment Spitfire started kissing me. “Man this is something." He said out loud to himself.

“Ahem!" Stoker said out loud with an unamused look on his face. “I think that is enough public affection for now, save the rest for the bedroom."

Spitfire broke the kiss as she pulled her tongue out of my mouth, staring at me for a moment before leaning against me and resting her head on my shoulder. “Sorry I got a little carried away there; at the same time I am not entirely sorry for showing my affection for my new boyfriend." She said as she took my hand and kissed it.

“Exactly when did this punk become your new boyfriend, Spitfire?" Stoker asked with a raised eyebrow, clearly he was not amused with his daughter kissing a stranger she had just recently met, and he had just met a few minutes ago.

“Ah come on Stoke, you were just like that when you were her age, my dad remembers when you guys went to university on Mars, made out with some lovely ladies, had fun. She's following what you did in your hay day." Mitch said before casually sipping some root beer.

“I know and I know what I was like back then, a major punk. That's why I am a little strict with you guys and any new recruits you bring into the Freedom Fighters." Stoker replied, he looked at Spitfire and me. “So is he really your boyfriend or was this just a hookup sort of thing?" He asked curiously as he sat back in his chair.

“It was a hookup, we hooked up and I will see where things lead to depending how long we stay on earth, I know we have to leave tomorrow." The younger Martian said as she hugged me. “You should know Hazel is a very sweet guy, I know from what I saw in his memories."

“Oh I see, you read his memories before I arrived, from looks of things he is a good kid, a bit cheeky like Vinnie but less so with the ego." Stoker replied. “By the way we're not going back to Mars until after Christmas; I've decided we will stay here."

“Uh wait a second, what does reading my memories do involving what happened?" I asked looking a little lost and confused. “Don't keep me waiting in suspense."

Mitch smirked in amusement as he pulled his chair close to mine. “Well it's like this, you and Spitfire were alone in the kitchen earlier and I watched from outside to notice the attraction she had towards you, she hid that when you guys me, she led you out of the kitchen to the bed room, tell me what did you two do next?" He asked looking at Spitfire.

Spitfire looked at me as she began to blush rather deeply at Mitch's question, he had intentionally put her on the spot with his question. “Well, I stared at Hazel and I felt my heart racing, I stepped closer and as I did, my heart raced faster." She paused.

“Come on Spit, what you say is confidential so please continue." Mitch grinned.

The chocolate grayish Martian took a deep breath. “We kissed in the bedroom, but before that when we were left alone, I stared at him as if there was a form of attraction between us, our eyes met and I walked over to him and held my hand to him, instructing him to take it and I lead him directly to the bedroom." Spitfire explained while avoiding her dad's gaze.

“She knew something I was going to say way before I even said it, which was surprising in my behalf to be quite honest." I replied which got Stoker's attention as well as Mitch's.

Spitfire just leaned her head on my shoulder when she continued. “My heart was racing when our eyes met while we were alone, and when we were in the bedroom he said I was gorgeous, well me and Abigail to be gorgeous, it really made me smile when he said I am gorgeous and I answered him with a kiss, which intently led us to…." She trailed off.

Stoker noticed the look on his daughter's face then he looked at me before realizing exactly what Mitch and Vinnie were sworn to not say to him involving a certain activities. “Ah so I see what went on, you two had sex." He said looking a tad miffed, but ultimately sighed. “I am disappointed it happened, but Spitfire is old enough to do as she pleases, and with what has been told, it's alright since she did the act with her soulmate."

This made me spit out my drink and the same happened with Rimfire, Abby and Mitch both grinned at this. I looked at the older Martian. “What do you mean by 'soulmate'?" I asked.

“It's just a possibility, we need one more thing to confirm my theory." Stoker replied and aimed his gaze at his daughter. “Did you two share memories before doing this act?"

Spitfire nodded. “Yes, I read his memories before sharing mine with him, I haven't done the latter in a long time, not since my very first boyfriend and it was after that was when I knew what sort of guy Hazel is like, I accepted his quirks and flaws. I even felt more confident about with what we were about to do." She replied.

“Then it is no theory, you two are definitely meant to be soulmates, all the signs were there as you told them and the memories thing was the biggest sign about this all." Mitch said and Stoker nodded in agreement with him. “She literally chose you, she would have ignored you like she has with all other male recruits and pay no attention to their advances if she hadn't chosen you." Mitch explained further. “So my guess was right and Abby owes me."

Abby smacked Mitch over the head. “Shut the fuck up, Mitchel!" She glared.

“Language!" A voice said and everyone turned to a grayish brown Martian with grayish amber hair and dark tangelo eyes, standing wearing a rather nice white summer shirt, blue jeans and wearing rather stylish sandals on her feet. “My goodness, I leave Rimfire with you lot and you are already swearing in front of him?"

“Hello Beverly, I see you managed to get here safely without any hassle." Stoker smiled.

“It was alright aside from the bad mouthed drivers, a few men made some inappropriate comments about me on the way into the shop." She replied before her gaze was directed at Abby. “Abigail Muis what were you thinking using that sort of language? I hope you don't plan on using that sort of language during the duration of my visit."

“Ah sorry aunt Beverly, Mitch was being a fffff….ffff…..flipping pain in the butt, he's the reason I swore when you come in." She said while pointing to her brother.

“Not my fault, we made a bet to see if Hazel and Spitfire would become soulmates with what she told me of what was going on between them." Mitch explained.

“Mitchel don't be a pain, or would you like another long lecture?" Beverly said to him.

“No ma'am, I will be nice to my sister and be more loving than a pain." Mitch replied.

Everyone turned to me when they heard the sound of a whip lash and saw me holding out my phone, the source of the whip. “Ah so that app is fun, thank God for the Big Bang Theory for it." I said with a cheeky grin and ironic enough Stoker had an equally cheeky grin.

“I like this guy, he knew the exact moment to actually use that app, guess these touch phones are not as ridiculous as I thought them to be." Stoker said with a look of amusement before looking in Beverly's direction. “I hope you don't mind this punk, he's recently new since he was recruited a few hours ago by Abigail."

“Well I may not appreciate him using that app, you might want to train him like you trained my brother and his friends, he could use some discipline if he is going to misbehave in such a manner, my mother would have a field day if she were not stuck in traffic on the N13." Beverly replied before looking in my direction. “I see you are slightly older than my son but still around the same age range, if you plan on misbehaving, I will be strict with you."

“Yes mom, but I hold no promises of using the app if the opportunity strikes, which might be every few minutes if I am right." I replied as I put my phone away.

“Don't you worry about him, if he misbehaves I will put him in his place and make him think twice before saying or doing anything that may be inappropriate, Abigail will help since she did recruit him earlier this afternoon. Right Abby?" Spitfire asked looking over to Abigail with a grin. “You found him, he's your responsibility."

“Correct, any nonsense and he will clean the dishes, which is the rule we made when we moved in to the house, anyone causing trouble and being a pain has to do the dishes in the evening, this includes you Hazel even if you do live next door to us." Abby said before looking to Rimfire. “Rimfire you lazy shit, come say hello to your mother!"

I play the whip lash app again just as Abby said that and made Rimfire jump out of his chair in response of being told to say hello to his mother. “Whip lash!" I smirked.

“Not funny!" Rimfire said to me slightly not amused as he walked over to Abby and his mother. “Hey mom it's really a big surprise to see you here a few weeks early, I was told you would only be arriving a week before Christmas as what Abby had told me."

“I decided to come down early instead to surprise you, Abby and Mitch. Besides their mother asked me to make sure they get along for once during the Earth holidays like this Christmas thing, what is it about anyway?" Beverly asked looking in my direction.

“A big fat mythical man on a magic sleight delivering presents to kids." I said jokingly, but saw Beverly was serious about her question. “Alright joking aside, it celebrates the birth of the Son of God, Jesus Christ, a big figure in human history, I'm surprised someone like you has no knowledge of who He is, I kinda figured you would be someone who would believe."

Beverly looked at me with a curious look. “Why would you think I would have knowledge on a figure I am only being told about now?" She asked me looking more curious.

“Well with your mannerism I kinda figured you would be a believer in Christ, well here is a song I think might give bit of in depth on the subject." I took my phone out and turned on Spotify as I play O Come, O Come Emmanuel on my phone as everyone listened to it.

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Once the song had finished playing the next song played was Jesus is Alive, I left the song play and sat back in my chair. “I hope the first song and this one gives you a good idea on what Christmas is truly about, Beverly ma'am." I said to her giving her a smile.

“It is a nice song; both of these songs are nice. I am guessing there are more Christmas songs to be played on your little device?" Bev asked pointing to my phone.

“Yep, 36 Christmas songs from the WOW Christmas Deluxe Edition, and the songs are picked at random since I have the settings on shuffle, I will give you a copy of the songs I've burned from my cousin's Christmas CD she bought a year or so back." I replied, grinning when I heard a motorcycle driving back into the driveway. “I think someone is here."

“It better be Vinnie with your brother's motorcycle in one piece, or else you might want to keep Spitfire close by at all times." Abby teased. “I will go see who is here while you enjoy Christmas carols, play nice while I am gone, that means you especially Hazel and Mitch."

Once Abby had left, I looked to Spitfire and gave her a peck on the cheek. “Mind if I get up, you can have my chair while I'm in the bathroom, unless you want me to pee in this chair and horrify Beverly and Rimfire in the process." I grin mischievously.

“You pee in this chair with me in your lap, I will put you on Santa's naughty list!" Spitfire playfully poked my nose before getting off of my lap. “Now go and I better not find you peeing in the bushes, you're not an animal." The cave mouse joked as she sat in my chair.

“Alright, I'll pee in my mother's bushes instead." I said jokingly heading inside.

Mitch smirked as he sat back. “So Spitfire why you don't tell Beverly how you lost your virginity, it is a very compelling tale to hear." He said jokingly in her direction before being pushed out of his chair by her. “Ow! I was kidding!" He grumbled.

“So was I." She said and looked away from him. “You and Vinnie may have heard us, but Abby told you not to tell anyone about it, that is up for me and Hazel to do if we choose to tell anyone if we want to, understood?" Spitfire said looking back at Mitch.

“Yeah, yeah fine, fuck you're grumpier than your dad." Mitch grumbled.

“Care to repeat that again, Mitchel Vivian Muis?" Beverly said to him as she folded her arms, clearly not amused with him for swearing in her presence.

“Sorry Beverly, I didn't mean to burst out like that when I swore." Mitch replied before looking at Spitfire. “I get you don't want to talk about certain things and I respect that, but it wouldn't hurt you to actually be nice to me and not push me out of my chair, it's a good thing I had a soft landing." He said as he got back up and sat down into his chair.

“Then you might want to be careful what you say, and talking about my virginity is something I would rather share with people on my own terms, bringing it up like you did a few moments ago was what lead you to being pushed out of your chair, so I highly suggest you to think before you decide to tease me, I'm very different compared to your sister." Spitfire said to Mitch, got up and headed inside and closed the door behind her.

“You should really consider Spitfire's feelings before you decide to joke about that sort of stuff, Mitchel. Remember Abby can handle your teasing because she is your sister and you two are so similar, Spitfire is different and she doesn't like it when she is teased about certain matters that is sensitive to her, so please sweetie be the nice gentleman I know you can be." Beverly said to him before getting up to head inside.

“You know my mom has a point, right?" Rimfire said as he offered Mitch a fresh root beer. “You do know my mom and your mom are book club buddies and literally sees each other every single day, my mom would tell yours what happened if she had the chance."

“Yeah I know, though I shall be honest with you, I am kinda surprised Spitfire reacted like that, she normally tolerates my jokes due to us being childhood friends. She's never pushed me out of my chair like that since she heard her father was thrown in prison. Please do me a favor and remind me to not give Spitfire anymore grief for the rest of today." Taking the bottle and popped the lid, Mitch sat back in his chair. “Thanks for the root beer."

I walked out of the kitchen with a woman with brunette hair and blue eyes and rocking a really cool mechanic uniform. “Hey guys does anyone know this fine sexy lady? She was literally ringing the bell for my gate and went to see if she needed help."

“Charley girl you're back, and with Vinnie's bike I hope. Help yourself to a seat while I go in and get you a drink from the kitchen." Mitch said as he pulled an extra chair out for her.

“Thanks Mitch, and Abby is bringing me a drink now since she is helping herself to one, as for Hazel I should thank you for telling me where the right address is, it's kinda hard to tell the gates apart with them being the same color." Charley said as she sat down into the extra chair Mitch had pulled over to the table for her. “Things are different here than they are back in Chicago; at least some of the locals are friendly."

“Yeah, South Africa is way different to America, but it is a nice change to be in a different country, though some of the locals shit themselves when they see me walk into a shop, like yesterday I was chased out of Tops by the manager." Mitch said with a slightly amused grin.

“Ah that explains why there is a 'No Martians' poster outside of Tops, sheesh the locals can be racist and insensitive, be glad they didn't use the 'R' word, that's like saying the 'N' word with similar results of the people who hear the words when someone utters it." I chuckled. “I thought the owner lost his mind when I saw the poster."

“Well one person called me a rat one time, I told him 'Funny, I was going to say the same about you' and the guy was seriously offended, I tend to joke with people when they call me a rat, very rarely do I get mad and correct them that I'm a mouse. Though Abby on the other hand will seriously hurt anyone who calls her a rat, it's how we were banned from the South African International Airport for six months." Mitch said with an amused grin.

“Calling Martian Mice rats = jokes if it's Mitch, and your ass being kicked if it's Abigail, and in coming five years of therapy if it's Spitfire, physically and emotionally." I grinned at the thought of some random person in therapy for referring Spitfire to a rat and getting their asses kicked. “I don't think that will end well for anyone."

“You should see Modo when someone calls him a rat, last guy who called him one needed a full body cast and a lot of dental work done, Modo will wail on anyone who dares to call him or his friends a rat, but for the most time he is really a sweet guy and is in my opinion the gentle giant out of the Biker Mice." Charley replied as she helped herself to some chips.

“The Biker Mice from Mars, oh man those guys are trending on social media right now, damn I feel stupid for not recognizing Vinnie as one of the Biker Mice from Mars, just curious though why is he not with the others?" I asked curiously looking at Charley.

“Well Modo and Throttle are back on Mars and they plan to join us in a few days, Vinnie came down here because he knew I would be here too and he wanted an excuse to come to Earth, it was really sweet of him to do that. Even though I think it was corny when he tried to get a kiss out of me using mistletoe." Charley giggled and smiled with amusement.

“Corny, or maybe down right genius, most girls would fall for that shit and at the same time most would also say it's super corny and a cliché in the romantic department." Mitch chuckled. “Please tell me you have a photo of him doing that, Charley girl."

“Sadly I didn't, my phone died on me on the way to pick him up from the airport, but he did use his tail to hold the mistletoe up above my head, so I do give him a few points for creativity, until I found Asian porn on his phone." Charley said as she rolled her eyes.

“Ah the simple mind of a man, even in cave mouse society do they enjoy Asians than white people, though it's not surprising to know he has dirty pictures on his phone." I smirked.

“I would never look at such stuff, it's just wrong." Rimfire said looking slightly disgusted. “Don't get me wrong, I-I have looked at that stuff once out of curiosity."

“Nothing wrong with being curious, Rimfire." I said as I checked the time to see it was 5:00 PM, a few hours before dinner. “Well damn it's 5:00 PM already, time sure does fly when you are having fun, though I think I should head home and get ready for you guys coming over for dinner tonight, eh I will go later." I lazily sat back into my chair.

Mitch smirked. “Wow you are super lazy, then again so am I, unless Abby kicks me out of bed and tells me to do my morning chores." Mitch said as he sipped his drink.

The door opened as Vinnie walked out. “Man I don't think your brother is too happy with me using his motorcycle, but he was at least thankful I helped him work on it for a few minutes while I was at your place, Hazel." Vinnie said as he helped him to a seat and opened up a root beer he had brought out with him. “Your brother is kinda….what's the word?"

“A bipolar dickhead?" I said slightly annoyed. “I should have warned you that my brother can be bit of a dickhead to people he meets, and it depends on what kind of mood he is in or how well work went for him; it's kinda a hit and miss when it comes to my brother."

“I kinda picked that up when I first met your brother, I almost ended up hurting him for being full of it when I was trying to tune his bike, it just needed some oil change for the engines and the wheels needed some testing, nothing too big really." Vinnie replied.

“Eh he prefers to do things his way, rarely does he listen to reason and takes advice of professionals. Only time he does listen is when he is at a doctor or if his boss tells him he needs to do something that's important to work." I said as I took my phone off the table and turned Spotify off and putting my phone in my pocket.

“Hey I was still listening to that music." Stoker spoke up from his spot, sitting up in his chair. “Ah I think I might have dozed off earlier, what's been going on?"

“Not much aside from talking and Mitch getting his ass tossed out of his chair by Spitfire earlier on, she and Abby are inside with Beverly at the moment." I replied as I got up. “As for me, I need to get going to get ready for this evening, make sure mom is making a good salad and Homer doesn't make any inappropriate jokes."

“Oh yeah your folks invited us over for a braai, that is the South African version of a barbecue from what I've learned being here." Stoker got up and held his hand out to me. “It was nice meeting you, Hazel. And I hope to see you again when we come over."

I smiled and shook his hand. “Same here, it was lekker meeting you in person, you are a real lekker guy and I hope you stick around longer than the previous neighbors." I replied.

“Oh I have this house in my name for the next few years, so you will be seeing a lot of me and the rest of these guys too; you may meet a few others along the way." Stoker said as we head inside, leading me to the front door while making plans for the rest of the evening.