"Why don't we go back to my place?" she asks, leaning in seductively. Her scent--similar to sweat but sweeter, like flowers or fruit-- fills your nostrils, and any of your remaining qualms about this alien babe melt away. Your mouth is dry, and you shudder a bit at the warmth of her touch. Her soft, dark blue lips curve into a smile.
"Come on," she says. "We're not as uptight here as you are on Earth." She wraps her arms around you and you begin to walk, your heart pounding in excitement. Your legs move, seemingly of their own accord, and the two of you continue down the street. The neon lights of the metropolis gradually fade, and before you know it you are alone with her between rows of streetlamps. The street is quiet, and there is only the sound of your tennis shoes and her boots upon the pavement. Noticing theweight of her head on your shoulder, you look down at her. Her eyes are half-closed and she flashes you a sly smile.
You turn left. For a moment you are startled; you don't even know where her place is! But right then, you decide it doesn't matter, because you'll get there eventually. You walk a few more blocks, turn to the door of large apartment complex, and she motions you inside. A few strange species glance at you and then go about their business. The floor is made of a strange black stone you are certain you have never seen before. The alien woman pulls away to check her mailbox, rifles around for a minute, then turns back to you apologetically.
"Sorry," she says. "Force of habit." She leads the way through the hall and up the stairs. Following behind her (and stealing a glance at her ass), you ask the question that's been bugging you.
"How did I just happen to know where you lived?"
She turns around and laughs. "Oh, I must have forgotten to tell you. I'm telepathic," she says with a wink. She lets you inside, and you marvel at the strange furniture and decorations adorning the apartment. She leaves you little time to admire them, though, and instead leads you down the hall to her bedroom. You pause suddenly at the sight of her large bed, illuminated by soft blue lights. She sits on the edge of the bed and turns to you. You catch another full view of her beautiful breasts, and your mind begins to blur. "Come sit with me," she purrs, and you take a seat at her side.
"Wait," you say as she leans in to kiss you. "You never told me your name."
She smiles sweetly and puts her mouth to your ear. "Hashine," she whispers, her hot breath caressing your face.
"Now," she breathes, "How would you like to..."
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