Chapter #15

The warmth of her nude body next to his and the rhythmic sounds of the young woman's breathing, lull Marshall into a wonderfully sound sleep. He dreams of a time past when everything was right in the world as far as he knew. Where there was no alien life forms fighting to either take control, or keep this planet free. He dreams of long spring rides and wonderful sites and sounds.

Marshal is wakened suddenly as the door to the room where he sleeps opens and the brilliant white lights flash on. Two of the alien women dressed in sheer lacy robes and carrying little pans of water and towels enter and immediately begin wiping him and Tosha clean. Marshall smiles a little at this, thinking quietly to himself he could easily get used to this kind of treatment.

It's not long when the two women are done; one kisses Marshall as the other kisses Tosha. "Welcome back" they both express at exactly the same time. Then they pick up their things and exit the room.

Tosha lay there in the almost harsh bright light; an alluring look crosses her face as she moistens her lips with the tip of her tongue. Her eyes sparkling with starlight she slowly raises her hand to touch Marshall's hard belly. Their eyes meet, the room is electric, the smells of musk fill the air, as the two stare deeply into each others inner beings. Marshall feels his arousal as Tosha's soft hand lightly touches his skin.

The door opens and a tall and stately man dressed in a long robe over an elegant uniform topped with a headdress enters. He walks to the far side of the room, turns and rests nonchalantly against one of the counters. He is followed by three women and four men also dressed in uniform. They position themselves at the door and around the room.

Marshall quickly tries to find something to cover himself with even though Tosha seems not to pay any attention to what is going on.

"Tosha, stop it!" Marshall stammers as he puts his hands over his most tender part.

Tosha, seeming a little confused whispers "It's ok, they don't mind. They will just wait till we are through. If we are lucky, maybe the High Priest will give us a few pointers or have one of the others help us if he deems it necessary." She places her hand over his and gently squeezes, reaching in to kiss him.

Marshall thinks the Priest would have to be high to come in here just as they were about to get it on. Couldn't they tell this was happening in here? Marshall gives Tosha a hard look

STOP IT! he whispers back harshly. "Hey, Dude, what the fuck? Can't you guys tell we are …um… busy? I mean like fuck Dude, you think I would just walk in on you when you were about to get your horn wet?"

The Priest looks at Marshall, a little surprise in his eyes, "You wish this to happen alone? I mean, you will enter her body and bodily fluids will be transferred. Someone MUST be here to observe and make sure everything goes to the utmost benefit of both parties involved." as he speaks he looks at each of the others in the room for their agreement. "But this is NOT why we are here. We will wait until the two of you finish your copulating and then we will escort you to the outfitting room and brief you on the next assignment."

Marshall sits up and absentmindedly moves his hands, stretches and crosses one leg under himself as Tosha relaxes on her back with one knee drawn up and her hands crossed under her head.

"What assignment is that? We just got back. Man, I mean that last one was kinda hairy there. We were almost killed, ya know?

One of the female officers catches a glimpse of what Marshal has been hiding and as her eyes widen she lets "Oh my stars!" slip out in a somewhat aroused sounding female voice.

Tosha glares at her and clenches her teeth.

Marshall, surprised and now aware of what is happing and very embarrassed, goes to cover himself again, but is shocked but also pleasantly surprised to find Tosha's hand already there.

The aroused female officer then turns to the man next to her, kisses him deeply and in an instant they are both naked and going after each other with unbridled passion. Two of the others close by are coaching them with suggestions such as rocking her hips deeper or for them to sit upright and her to wrap her long shapely legs around him a certain way.

Tosha begins to play with Marshall and curiously watch the other couple in the room as moans of passion and comments on style and actions are being called out.

Marshall looks down, sees his pants on the floor close to the bed and quickly stands and begins putting them on.

Tosha frowns at him, still lying on her back, provocatively moving her leg back and forth. "Marshall, what are you doing?" she asks with a hurt sound in her voice.

"I am doin' what you should be doin' too, getting dressed so we can see what the fuck is going on.

Another of the men in the room begins taking off his clothes, eyeing Tosha as he does. He crosses the room and right behind Marshall, he begins to climb into the bed with her.

Marshal grabs him by the hair and jerks him back hard. Before the man can react Marshal clubs the man with his fist, breaking his nose and sending a soft spray of blue liquid on to the white sheets and floor.

Tosha, surprised at Marshall's reaction but happy and comfortable with it, also begins dressing into the skin tight leather outfit she wore just the night before.

Marshall then grabs the .45 Colt from its holster and clicks off the safety.

"Ok, this is enough!" he shouts. "I mean, what the fuck, are you all animals? Get the fuck outta here and let us get dressed!" he again shouts, waving the loaded gun at the priest and the rest of the people in the room.

The Priest and one other man help the one Marshall hit to his feet. Astonished by what happened and slightly appalled, they gather themselves and begin to leave the room. Everyone is leaving but the man and the female officer who are very full of each other and going for it in the corner.

Marshall shouts "Hey, you!" No reactions "Hey, fuckhead over there!" still nothing. He looks at Tosha who, silent and wide-eyed, slowly shakes her head, still surprised by how Marshall is reacting to everything.

"Dumb fuckers!" Marshall almost stomps over to the two; he reaches down and grabs the woman under her arms, lifts her off the man then rudely drops her back on him. Both cry out in sudden pain. Marshall then grabs the man by the hair and jerks him to his feet, shoving him into the closed door. Marshall opens the door and shoves him into the hallway where the rest of the group are still standing trying to figure out what is going on.

The lean female officer, holding herself and bent over in obvious pain, tries to pick up her uniform and stumbles and falls out the door.

The door closes and Marshall turns toward Tosha.

"What the fuck was that all about?" standing there with more weight on one foot than the other, hips cocked and hands on them."Fuckin' shit! A guy can't even get laid on this motherfucker without havin' the whole ship come watch."

Tosha shakes her head and stands. She walks over to Marshall and puts her arms around his neck looking softly into his eyes.

"My people were honoring our decision to copulate. I have never done this before and they were here to instruct me as to how to please you. It is our way. I only wanted to please you. That is also why the handmaidens were here. By the way, you could have had either or both of them at any time too. Our ritual says its alright and it would have also given me an idea of how to please you." she bows her head with a look as though she is ashamed.

Marshall places his hand on her chin, raising her eyes to his again, and without a single word, kisses her deeply pulling her close.

"Tosha, you please me beyond words!" he whispers, just barely audible as the door alarm goes off drowning out his voice.

"Excuse me ..um.. Marshall and Lady Tosha But are you appropriately dressed or in a state where I alone may enter?" The voice is male and sounds as though its not sure of itself "We do have a matter of urgency to discuss. It's in regards to the next assignment." is quickly added.

Marshall tells the man he may enter, then sits next to Tosha on the edge of the bed.

"I mean no disrespect, sir." The well dressed man begins."I would not want to upset you." he says, eyeing the blue liquid on the floor and on the edge of the bed sheets."But we do need to talk with the council. Please, if you do not mind. Follow me?" He then turns and takes a couple of steps toward the door.

Marshall looks into Tosha's eyes, raises a brow and gestures with his head towards the man.

"Shall we?" He stands and taking her by the hand, they all exit the room.

As they enter the next room, the escort stops at the door and steps aside allowing Marshall and Tosha to enter alone. The room is not large but considerably larger than any Marshall had seen on this ship before. There are several chairs but only two other people in the room, the embarrassed looking Priest and a stern looking woman. Tosha and Marshall find seats next to each other across from the others. The room grows dark. A small light appears in the middle of the table and the small woman in the light appears.

Turning towards Marshall and Tosha she curtsies and applauds "Well done, my children. Very well done. But we still need your services and your expertise. Once again we will be sending you to Earth's surface. Once again you may experience danger as you search for and retrieve data from another time recorder. Are you up to this task? You realize we need you to accomplish this as soon as possible. And on completion of this assignment we will try to find the two of you a nice quiet place alone.

She blushes.

Marshall takes a deep, breath checks his holster and smiles to Tosha.

"I believe we are ready for the assignment. Where are we going and what year will it be there?" He stirs restlessly in his chair and then focuses on the woman on the other side of the table.

The cylinder of light flickers and the lady inside puts her head down.

"It will be one of the most horrific times in your world's history." She pauses again and looks up almost hopelessly.

Marshall looks at Tosha and then again in the direction of the cylinder of light.

"We accept. I mean, it's just like last time, right? get in, get the information, get out, right?"

The cylinder of light again flickers wildly and the tiny woman nods. The light flickers once more then goes out. The tiny woman vanishes.

The priest and the female officer both stand. The Officer speaks in an almost ordering tone.

"We must get you prepared now, follow us."