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Opal turned in time to shake her head
and speak to Danickra, who was running to catch up to them. “No.
Don’t follow us. Stay.” He paused, nodded, and walked down a
different corridor.

****

Heather and Opal seemed to walk down
the same corridor a million times before Heather groaned and sat on
the floor turning to Opal before she slid down beside her. “You do
know they’re not presents from Ethan. They are real
aliens?”

Opal nodded.

“
I suppose you figured it
out same time as me? When he undressed, and I saw not one, but two,
long, erect cocks.”

Opal felt her cheeks heat, and she
looked anywhere but at Heather, who took one look at her and
laughed. “Shut up, Heather. I don’t see what’s so funny. There is
something wrong with me. Every time Danickra is near me I forget
what he is, and worse when he touches me…” She shivered as her mind
reminded her of the burning tingling sensations that coursed
through her body at his touch.

Heather seemed to laugh harder as she
wheezed. “How on earth did you not notice his two cocks, Opal? I
know you are, or should I say were, a virgin?” Opal turned her
angry gaze from Heather as she continued. “Oh this is classic, so
funny. Opal, only you could lose your virginity to an
alien.”

Opal couldn’t help it. She looked back
at her friend who was only minutes ago scared out of her mind and
was now laughing so hard she was holding her stomach. Opal joined
in the laughter, because the woman who had read every sci-fi book
under the sun, had lost her virginity to an alien that could be out
of one of her books.

A loud cleared throat startled them,
and Opal turned to stare at a sky blue Inteli. She turned back to
Heather, and they both dissolved into more giggles and laughter. In
the very back of Opal’s mind she knew she was at breaking point,
and everything was starting to catch up to her; but she told
herself that if she didn’t think of everything that had happened,
then she would be fine.

Opal forced her gaze up to the blue
Inteli, who seemed to be looking at them like he didn’t know what
to think. They probably looked crazy. She giggled harder at that
thought, and the blue Inteli shook his head.

Opal studied the blue Inteli. He was
magnificent, and her favorite color.

He chuckled. “I’m glad I am pleasing
to look at. It’s also good to know I am the color you like the
most. Although, I don’t know how pleased Danickra will be to know
I’m your favorite.”

Opal closed her eyes and touched her
cheeks trying to cover the heat she could feel. “Please tell me you
just read my mind and I didn’t say that out loud.”

He smiled as he held out both of his
clawed hands. “May I help you lovely women up?”

Heather looked at his hand, shook her
head, and crawled back a step or two, slowly standing up. Opal
looked at his outstretched hand, then at his sharp white shiny
teeth as he smiled at her.

“
Come on. I won’t bite
unless you want me to. I will take you to command, where two elder
women are waiting to answer your questions.”

Opal looked at Heather, who shrugged,
then shook her head. Sighing, Opal glanced at Mr. Blue again. “Oh,
all right Mr. Blue. I’m dying for some answers.”

He gently pulled her up and kept a
hold of her hand as he said, “I am called Zinoro.”

She smiled and repeated his name. He
nodded, and they started to walk the opposite direction they’d
come.

Heather trailed behind her and
whispered. “What the hell did he just say? And how the hell do you
understand him? Or do you have no idea and we are walking to our
doom?”

Zinoro chuckled, Opal groaned, pulled
her hand from his, and turned to face her friend. “I have a
translator device. You wouldn’t let them near you for them to put
one in on you. I’m sure they will give you one, if you
ask.”

Zinoro paused. “Tell her we would
gladly give her one. Where we are going now we will be able to get
her a device.”

Heather seemed to understand they were
talking about her, and she snarled. “Opal, there is no way I’m
letting them touch me with any kind of devices.”

Sighing, Opal walked ahead and looked
at Zinoro. “Let’s go. There is no point arguing with her. Let’s get
to where you’re taking us, and we will talk then. Hopefully, these
women can answer our questions.”

Zinoro nodded, and they continued
on.

They came upon a panel with a small
pyramid in the corner with ten different colors in it and paused,
waiting for Heather to catch up.

Opal peered around her. Everything
looked the same, silver looking metal. “How do you tell where we
are going? Everything looks the same. The only differences I have
seen have been tiny colored shapes.”

Zinoro smiled showing his sharp white
teeth. Opal thought he was trying to show he was nice and not
harmful, but the smile, although it made him very handsome, also
showed another difference between Inteli and humans. “Don’t worry,
you’ll get used to it. We use it for one major reason, that if an
enemy boarded the ship it would confuse them and make it hard to
find the important areas. Inteli see better than most beings we
have come across. That is why our symbols are small.”

He pressed the small pyramid, and the
panel slid open to a room filled with activity. Twenty Inteli sat
at different stations, pressing levers, buttons, and looking at
screens. She was amazed that their gazes were able to focus on
their job, because as Opal turned her gaze straight ahead she
looked into the most fascinating place … Space. The screen showed
pitch black with stars everywhere. They flew by large meteoroids,
and she was sure she saw a planet or two.

Frozen, she barely heard Heather
comment. “Holy shit! We are not on Earth, or even close. Opal, we
are in fucking outer space.”

Shaking her head, she took a quick
look around the room again, Opal’s gaze resting to one side of the
room where a large table and eight chairs sat. Two women were
seated at this table. One woman was green, the other purple. Opal
noticed five different other color Inteli than the one she already
knew of.

“
Oh my. Wow. You are all
so beautiful. A rainbow of aliens. You’re not light colors either.
You’re bright and fresh. Amazing.”

Walking over to the two women, she
stared at them taking note of everything. They were stunning. The
two women stood, and Opal got her first look at a real alien woman.
Tall and slim, they were the complete opposite of Opal. Opal had
large, full rounded breasts. Both these women had small, barely
existent breasts. She could see through the fabric that they had
big pointed nipples. Their bodies looked toned, and agile, with
long legs and arms.

The green woman was slightly taller
with short jet-black hair with a couple of light green strands
through it.

The purple lady had bright,
fire-engine red hair, although there was a lot of light purple
through it. It was hard to tell their ages with the hard-plated
skin on their faces and bodies.

Both women chuckled, holding out
clawed hands. The purple alien spoke. “I am glad we are pleasing to
the eye. Come, sit. I understand your mates haven’t explained much.
I’m Dannina, and this...” Dannina pointed to the green lady. “This
is Uvinya.”

Opal took a hold of Dannina’s hand,
and she guided her down onto the massive chair they had just
vacated. Dannina nodded at her and Heather once they’d both been
seated. The two women then strolled around the other side of the
table and sat in the chairs opposite Opal and Heather.

Dannina and Uvinya sat across from
Opal and studied Heather. Then they turned their gazes on
her.

Uvinya broke the silence. “You are
quite alluring creatures. I can see why the fates have chosen
you.”

Opal stared at Uvinya waiting for her
to say more, but when nothing more was said she straightened her
back, placed a smile on her face, and decided it was her turn to
talk. Okay, it was time for some answers. “Why have we been
taken?”

Heather tapped her on the shoulder,
reminding her that she understood nothing of what was being said.
“Before you answer that, can we make sure Heather can understand us
all?”

Heather’s pink Inteli came toward her
with his tail-hand held out. Heather jumped in her seat shrinking
as far away from him as possible. Opal stood up thinking it best
she intervene, as otherwise they would never find out why they were
taken. “Mr. Pink, I think it would be best if I put the devices
in.”

Opal watched as his massive shoulders
dropped, and a loud sigh left his lips as he gently placed them in
her outstretched hand.

“
Salamanda, My name is
Salamanda.”

Opal smiled to show her
acknowledgement and turned to Heather.

“
She needs to hold still
for a moment as you put them in and they settle in both ears.” The
pink alien, no, Salamanda, told her.

Nodding her understanding she relayed
the message to Heather who looked at the tiny round machines,
looked around her, then slowly turned her head to the side mumbling
under her breath.

“
They seem to want us
alive. You survived it being put in and seem fine. So I suppose I
can have one, too.”

Heather slowly gathered her hair out
of the way. Carefully, Opal let one of the devices fall into her
ear. Heather shivered and glared behind Opal, and if looks could
kill, whoever was behind her would drop dead any moment. Opal
slowly started to count to ten only to be startled when she heard
something behind her.

“
The other can be placed
now,” Salamanda said.

Heathers eyes widened, and Opal knew
she’d understood what had been said. Heather moved her head to the
other side, and Opal did the same dropping the device
in.

Taking a deep breath, turning back and
walking to her seat, Opal sat, looking at the two women. “So why
did you take us?”

Uvinya stood up and paced in front of
them. “You have to understand you are our last hope. We have tried
everything.” She paused, spun, and stared at Opal, her sky blue
eyes alight with something close to pity. “Congratulations on
becoming a youmnda.”

Opal had no idea what she was talking
about but nodded anyway.

“
As I said, you humans are
our last option. We call ourselves Inteli. We live on a planet
similar to yours, only our planet is larger. The Inteli have always
been a warrior race, even when we were as uncivilized as you
fighting among ourselves. Eventually, we all came together, and our
focus turned on exploration of the universe. For the first century
we didn’t travel too far, but after that we ventured forth
discovering and allying ourselves with many great
beings.”

Uvinya stood proud. She smiled and
seemed to be in her own little world as she spoke. “We became the
peace-keepers of the galaxy. Piracy was almost unheard of wherever
we were. The further we travelled, the more we started to hear
about a race that left destruction in its wake, and how no planets
survived or its people when these beings became
involved.”

Opal watched as Dannina stood up and
joined the other woman patting her on the back. “I will continue.
Sit. It is too much for you.”

Uvinya nodded, and sat, still holding
Dannina’s hand.

“
One of our allies had
heard that these being were heading their way. They begged for our
help. Of course we came, thinking it would be easy. Show them how
advanced we were, and that we were a race not to be messed with. As
you can see we Inteli are virtually indestructible. Ha.” She ran a
shaky clawed hand through her purple hair, let go of Uvinya’s hand,
and turned from them to continue.

“
Well, we were wrong. Yes,
we are the only beings so far in the universe we have met that can
fight the Doomickro.”

Heather squealed as a hologram showed
an image of a vomit green, huge, seven foot tall, ugly alien.
Thorns covered its body, and brown pus flowed out of what she
assumed was its mouth and ears. Eight long thorn covered tentacles
come out of a fat, round body with brown pus oozing out of it. The
eyes were black holes that gave Opal the heebie-jeebies.

“
They’re hideous,” Opal
muttered. Both women nodded at her statement. “But this doesn’t
explain why you took us.”

Dannina swirled back around glaring at
her. “I’m getting to it. You need the back story, and maybe it will
help you be scared that if not for us they might reach your
planet.”

Opal waved her hand for her to
continue and watched as Dannina went back to a far-off
place.

“
We were not prepared for
their technology, or what their body fluids could do. Anyone who
was with us who wasn’t Inteli never survived. Our bodies survived,
the parts encased in our hard skin. However, our ships never did,
and that’s where we lost people. We needed ships made out of a
metal, or plate that could withstand the acid that they spat and
that oozes out of them. So we turned our effort on that, and after
many losses, we finally came up with the perfect solution, and the
fight came back in our favor.”