Chapter No.14

Cras amet qui numquam amavit quique amavit cras amet.
Let he love tomorrow who has never loved and let he who has loved love tomorrow.

- Pervigilium Veneris -

Two alien moons illuminated an alien landscape. Although the light was helpful to see into the night, the illumination made hiding nearly impossible.

"I see eyes looking back as us," Lia said, sounding jittery.

Angie drew her weapon. "Some of those eyes belong to large animals."

Lia also drew hers. "We need to find a safer place to hide. This is too exposed."

"We don't know the land," Angie said. "That puts us at a disadvantage."

One of the glowing eyes moved closer. Angie fired a shot at it, but the energy beam lit up the landscape like a flashbulb.

"I don't know if that's a good idea," Tyler said. "They'll spot the discharge and come for us."

"Would you rather be eaten by some carnivore?" Lia said.

"No, but it may be a quicker death than that which we will face at the hands of the Cyborgs."

"Where there is life, there is hope," Angie said. "Let's go. We have to move away from here."

Moving through an unfamiliar forest at night was not very pleasant. There were many things out there in the darkness that increased their anxiety.

***

Brigit smiled when Jean-Michel walked out onto the diving board.  She was sitting on a bench watching him make dives and he was trying his best to entertain her. She giggled when he ran down the board and bounced at the tip several times before turning around and running back. When he ran back he dove into the water like an arrow, slicing through the surface with the least disturbance, his ears were treated to her whistles of approval. He pulled himself out of the pool and strutted along the edge of the pool in front of her.

"Why don't you undress and join me?" Jean-Michel said when he paused to face her.

"I'm on duty in fifteen minutes," Brigit said. "They need me to search for enemy signals."

"I had better get busy then," he said, mounting the board again and bouncing down it to do a back flip into the water.

Brigit clapped when his head popped out of the water. She watched him pull himself out and walk back over to the diving board, but before he mounted the board, she walked over to him. He smiled when she patted his derrière. That led to his pulling her close so that they could kiss.

"You're making me wet," she complained, smiling.

"It will remind you of me," he said, teasing her.

They mashed lips for a longer more enjoyable kiss.

***

Arby answered his door to find both Honey and Wendy smiling at him. "You have come for an evening of fun?"

"Actually, we have come to entertain you."

"I don't understand. You are asexual. How can you entertain me?"

Both Honey and Wendy gave him an ornery smile. He allowed them to enter and immediately sat down.

"There is something about females that you don't know," Honey said.

"Oh, really?"

Arby watched both Honey and Wendy disrobe. Honey stood in front of him and did something that amazed him. She caused two bulges to protrude from her chest, at first small, but soon growing to much larger size.

"What are those? Breasts?"

"These are our vestigial sexual organs," Honey said, making her virtual breasts bounce and jiggle.

Wendy emulated Honey.

Arby smiled. "Wow! They're huge. I am impressed." He looked up at Honey's face. "May I play with them?"

"Definitely," Honey said.

"I don't understand," Arby said. "How do you do this neat thing?'

"We have vestigial milk glands that are controlled much like your organ. Obviously, we evolved from a mammalian species. We have discovered that when females mature on our planet, they cut the glands out to prevent females from doing what we are doing."

"You are lucky. You get to keep your breasts," Arby said. "I am glad for you. I like playing with them."

Wendy smiled at him. "Play with mine."

Arby squeezed hers. "They are very pliable. I like that."

"We like it when you play with them," Honey said, making hers grow larger.

"I like how you can do that," Arby said. "This is fun."

Both flat alien females agreed with that.

***

Angie, Lia and Tyler hid behind a outcropping of stones and boulders to watch a Cyborg patrol pass only a few meters away. They were very fortunate that the stone that they were hiding behind had a magnetic iron mineral, magnetite, in it because it shielded their presence from the enemy scanning equipment. After the Cyborgs passed by, the three humans could breath again.

"That was too close," Lia said. "We can not keep this up. We have no more food and little water."

"The longer we can elude them, the more chances we have to be rescued," Angie said.

"We don't even know if our fleet survived the battle with the main Cyborg fleet," Lia said. "We may never be rescued."

"You are a worse pessimist than I am," Angie said. "If our ships did not survive, we may as well give ourselves up and be put to death because our species is doomed."

"We have to think positive," Tyler said. "We may be able to negotiate a truce with these Cyborgs."

"I doubt that," Angie said.  "We need to negotiate from a position of strength. Right now, we are in no position at all."

"I do not want to be cut into pieces by a Cyborg," Lia said. "You saw what they were doing to that poor female Dragon."

"Yes, I saw," Angie said, sounding angry. "They were cutting her fingers and toes off one at a time."

"What I didn't like is what they did to her baby," Tyler said. "That was sadistic."

"Evidently, they enjoy torturing the people they execute," Angie said. "I'm sure that they would have a real fun day executing us."

"Damn it!" Lia cursed. "This is not the way that I wanted to die."

"Unfortunately, we do not have the luxury of choosing the situation of our deaths," Tyler said.

"That is not necessarily so," Lia said.

"You're talking about suicide," Angie said. "Aren't you?"

"It's better than being tortured to death," Lia shot back.

"Suicide is a cowardly way to die," Angie said.

"It is a violation of God's laws," Tyler said.

"Not the God I don't believe in," Lia said.

***

George settled down in his easy chair. He had been going strong for twelve hours on the command deck and he was savoring some time off.

When his request signal sounded, he looked up. "Come in."

He smiled when he watched Lucia walk in.

"Good evening, signore," she said, smiling back. "How are you?"

"I'm a little tired, but I feel good."

"That is good. Perhaps you would enjoy some company. You look like you could use some."

"I would enjoy your company no matter how tired I am."

"I've just come from the command deck," Lucia said. "We are still eluding the Cyborg fleet."

"I hope that they do not catch up to us. I don't relish another major battle."

"At the present time, all is peaceful," Lucia said. "We must relish these times for they are rare."

"What do you want to do?" George asked her.

"Why don't you come over here and sit next to me," she suggested, grinning.

He hesitated at first, but he finally got up and sat next to her. She kissed him and he put his arm around her and merged his lips to hers. While he kept his lips in contact with hers he placed his hand on her breast. When they broke for air, Lucia smiled and then unbuttoned her blouse so that she could remove it. George watched her unlatch her bra and pull it off. He reacted to this pleasant action by pulling her closer so that they could kiss again and he could caress her breasts.

When they broke again, Lucia removed the rest of her clothes and sat back down next to George.

George began to unbutton his shirt, but she stopped him. "No, signore, I am only on a short break. I just want you to hold me."

He smiled. "It will be my pleasure."

Lucia kissed him and he hugged her tightly.

***

A bright light illuminated the ground. Angie looked up to see a machine fall out of the sky and set down right next to where she, Lia and Tyler were hiding. Cyborg soldiers poured out of the machine and quickly surrounded them. She knew then and there that the jig was up. Lia was furious, especially when they took her weapon. She didn't even get a chance to commit suicide, and she was despondent.

"Do not try to escape Earth people," a Cyborg growled. "You belong to us now."

Cyborg soldiers secured their hands behind their backs and attached chains to their ankles, allowing them to make only small steps when they were literally dragged to the flying machine.

The machine elevated into the air and flew off toward the base. Angie, Lia and Tyler sat on the hard metal floor and wondered what horrors that they would face. When the machine landed, they were ushered out and dragged across the open area to a building that Angie assumed was the command center.
When they were taken inside, their destination was a cell with no windows.

"We are dead meat," Lia said. "They will no allow us to live."

"I'm not so sure," Angie said. "If they haven't found our ships, they may try to get the location out of us."

"Oh, that's just great," Lia cried. "We will be tortured."

"I doubt that we can avoid that unpleasant fate," Tyler said.

"This is ridiculous," Lia said. "We came out here to get information and now we will be killed after they torture us."

"Stop it," Angie told her. "We must act with honor, no matter how painful or horrible our fate." She looked at Tyler. "You would refer to it as 'being British'."

Tyler gave her a knowing smile