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28vagina? She was loathe to do it, especially since she constantly felt a buzzing inside her where it had deposited his seed.%u201cI encountered it once.%u201d Martha suddenly blurted out. %u201cIt was about six months ago. I was out here. I%u2019d been drinking rum. At first I thought maybe, I%u2019d imbibed too much. There was a steak of light in the sky.%u201dShe pointed.%u201cIt was out there and I heard a loud splash. I thought, how strange. Maybe it was a meteorite burning up as the remaining rock splashed down into the swamp.%u201dMartha finished her drink and looked at her.%u201cI was curious so the following day, I took my boat out and paddled it to where I thought it might have splashed down. It took me awhile but finally I saw something odd that didn%u2019t belong in the swamp. It was a sophisticated piece of metal like the top of a large disc, a bit like an upturned dinner plate.%u201dMartha reached out and took Carla%u2019 hand.%u201cThe next day I took my old camera out to take a photo of it, but it had gone. The swamp there is very deep. I guess the waters swallowed it.%u201dShe closed her eyes and went silent for a while until she said, %u201cI think it was a week later. I%u2019d fallen asleep, right here in the chair I%u2019m in now. Something woke me; a wet probing limb trying to push its way through my knickers. I%u2019m not readily scared. I opened my eyes and saw the tentacle there. I gripped it firmly and pulled it away.%u201dMartha went silent.%u201cWhat happened then?%u201d Carla asked.%u201cThe tentacle slithered back into the darkness. I never saw it again.%u201d Martha replied.%u201cWhat does it mean? You have a better mind than me. Why did it try Swamp Tramp