A Day in the Life of Marine Captain Cross before the Zoastra Affair Part Twenty

A Day in the Life of Marine Captain Cross before the Zoastra Affair Part Twenty


PhotoFunia Macho Regular 2013-09-15 12 17 56A rock flew out of one of the caves. The crew aimed their weapons. And Cross held his breath. Telling Grace that he didn’t save her husband wouldn’t be a fun conversation. The first person out was the gray-faced alien…but she had her arms behind her head. Cross breathed easier when a moment later Newman and his men walked out.

“She’s alone,” Newman said.

Women never travel alone. Cross called out, “You’re sure?”

“Yeah. We’re sure.”

Newman looked certain, but Cross held his gun a fraction of a second longer. The gray alien woman looked scared. But then, who knew for sure how to read an alien’s face?

Newman walked her closer to the encampment. “She’s seen my wife.”

He pushed her forward, indicating that she should speak. “The Earth women have caused a war.”

Cross crossed his arms around his chest. “How did they do that so fast?”

Newman pushed the alien forward again. Clearly, the woman didn’t want to speak out loud. “Repeat what you told us.”

She cried out softly, then spoke. “Our king has an exceptionally small male organ, and the dark one laughed at him to his face. Other women who heard the exchange agreed that men should be bigger and stronger than us― including under the belt.”

Cross rolled his eyes. “Southeastern’s humor. Hope that girl didn’t get the rest of them in trouble.”

“The men seemed embarrassed with the king. I worked in the kitchen for the past two years, and the place smelled too dangerous for me. I came here to the woods scouting for a safe place to wait it out,” the alien woman finished.

Cross pointed his gun at her. “And you followed us. Why?”

“I wanted us to know more about the men on your planet.”

Cross stared at her. Was she kidding? She wanted to flirt? The woman wasn’t cute. Despite her the fact that she was a prisoner, she reeked of arrogance. “You’re leading us to our shipmates,” he commanded.

The woman looked down. Cross waited until she submitted before he looked away. She turned her head and walked toward the map.

He put his gun down. But he still didn’t trust her.

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