This was definitely not what I had expected coming to the Seeding Facility to satiate my Steyatt.
Once she had quieted and rocked of her own volition in my arms, she looked up at me over her shoulder.
She gave me a nod as if to say she was ready.
I pressed my lips against hers and this time, she was warmer, more accepting.
She wrapped an arm around my head, drawing me in a little closer.
Her eyes were shut and no doubt she was thinking of her husband, but that didn’t matter.
I was here to satiate my Steyatt, that was all.
I ran my hand over her cheek, and with her eyes shut, I had taken her by surprise and she performed a small jerk.
I ran my fingers down her shoulder until I came to her small but perky breasts and gently began to massage them.
I ran my tongue around her lips and this time I felt them tentatively begin to explore my own.
This was it, I thought.
She was ready.
I placed my hand on her bare thigh and began to run my finger up the soft skin there.
I felt her mound and—
She yanked her lips from mine, hopped to her feet, and backed away from me.
“I can’t do this!” she cried. “I’m sorry! I just can’t do it! I… I…”
She burst into tears and stormed out of the room.
I just sat there.
Stunned.
What happened now? I wondered.
I had no idea.
My Steyatt growled deeply, angrily.
I had gotten off to one hell of a good start…
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EMILY
After the disappointment of having none of the females drop out, I drowned my sorrows with a fresh cup of coffee (I brought my own beans) and biscuits to dip in it.
I melted as the biscuits dissolved in my mouth and then allowed myself to smile as the sugar hit my bloodstream.
There wasn’t a single problem in the galaxy that couldn’t be solved with a little coffee and biscuits.
Few knew what happened to the Reserves when they weren’t chosen — few newspapers covered that particular story as I supposed it wasn’t quite as sexy as a woman getting pummeled to within an inch of her life and filled to overflowing with alien seed.
Their loss.