The three joggers went wild again with her, gasping in pleasure as they watched the scene unfold before them. It started as a writing challenge to go way over the top and have one guy make a ridiculous number of babies, without some of the baggage that often bothers me about that genre (he’s not some evil rapist, he’s not even trying to make all this happen, and there’s at least a halfway plausible sci-fi explanation for it all). She seemed to be everywhere he looked, her presence permeating the air around him. Why? He’d tell them that they were all so incredibly attractive, but he just couldn’t. And wow, what a sight they were. He would, of course, say no. In a matter of moments, they had whisked his clothes off and backed him onto the bed.
