Procrastination
Seriously, it's amazing what you can put off if you've got the mind to do it. While I was in jail, I thought I could write it down with no problem. I thought I could just put it down in words right away, but I've been back for days now, and the most I've done is think about how to say it.

Let's go back to when I was with the Gaulagchs and how I got out of that situation. For months I'd guess I'd been sitting there, playing fetch naked as the day I was born, until one day in strides Danny in his full Han Solo gear. Went something like this...

"Hi," he said.
"Hi," I replied, somewhat dumbfounded.
"I'm Danny."
"May."
Awkward silence.
"You're human, right?" he asked.
"Yeah. Do you know where we are? It ain't Kansas, that's for sure."
"Actually, we're on the far side of the universe... and I've come to rescue you."
The only thing he was missing was the blaster.
"You and an army?"
"Well... you see..." He was blushing and actually playing with an invisible speck of dirt on his cuff.
"I'm not complaining... really. Let's go."
"Well, first I... we..." He took a deep breath.
"The reason the Gaulaughs can keep you here is you can't communicate with them. Humans are resistant to the translator microbes but I invented a new type that work with us. I just have to introduce them into..."
He trailed off again, this time finding a freckle on his left hand extremely fascinating.
"Okay. How's that work?"
"Well, the best way would be a blood transfusion, but we're not exactly set up for that. If I'd have had advanced warning I could have mixed up a new batch and just injected them into you. But as it is, there's only one option that will work fast enough."
"And that is?"
He coughed it out.
"Transfer of bodily fluids."
If I hadn't have seen the Gaulaugh's up close for the past few months and been sure that this was for real, I would have seriously thought this was some sort of scam... but his embarassment was real and I had a serious clue that what he was suggesting was not just based on a strange male trying to get into my absent panties.
"Sex."
"Yup."
So I had two options. I could refuse and spend the rest of my life playing naked fetch, or I could do the horizontal mambo with a complete, yet cute stranger.
"So let's do it."
- posted by omouse @ 4/26/2004 (0) comments

 
Planetside
Life is one big grand adventure. Where have I been? Well, it started as a simple journey planetside to this major city called Mariaf on Noway. It was at first a lark because their gravity is slightly less than it is on Earth. Though not quite able to leap buildings in a single bound, I did have quite spring in my step. And for the first time I was able to do some shopping.

Nowayans are similar to humans in the fact that they are bipeds, but after that, they're more of a cross between a cat and a lobster. Seriously. I'll draw you a picture when I get some more time. So Danny gave me some money so that I could do a little shopping. A lot of shopping, actually, considering my wardrobe consisted of some of his old clothes and a togalike sheet. Nobody really seemed to care. Nudity is regarded differently by each society I've encountered, and most of the time, it's difficult to tell what's a naughty bit and what's just an extra apendage.

I've never been the kind to run around with nothing on, and despite Danny's cool exterior regarding the fact, he wore clothes he must have found. And you can definitely tell one of his fashion influences was Han Solo and the Jedi Knights, which is, I suppose, better than Star Trek uniforms.

And I had no plan whatsoever to jet around in tight catsuits or minis... because it can get cold in space. Very cold.

Shirts were the easiest things to find, thought the arms were a bit bigger than I would have liked because of the Nowayan's claws. Pants were harder. They all have fairly large waists and legs that bend the wrong way, kind of like a cat's hind legs. So I picked up a couple of bolts and figured I'd do things the old fashioned way. Danny had mentioned he had a needle and thread and I could at least manage to make up a couple of skirts.

Bras and underwear were a different problem all together. Human females seem to be the only ones who need a little support for their mammaries. So while I might be able to manage to whip up a couple of pair of panties, an underwire is a little out of my league... and asking Danny is out of the question so me and my breasts are hanging loose for a while.
- posted by omouse @ 4/19/2004 (0) comments