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The little ship changed from a yellow to an orange glow and began to flash. Though this kind of craft looked unfamiliar tohim, something told Matt that it wasn’t supposed to blink like that. Deciding to take action, he walked over and touched it.

“Fuck!” He immediately pulled his hand away from the hot metal and blew on it. Judging from the vibrating of this UFO, it was about to blow. Disappointment tore through him. He wouldn’t get to find out what or who was inside. Matt was about to make run for it when, he heard a faint voice.

“Please help me.” It was a feminine voice in an accent unfamiliar to him.

“How?” he asked, cautiously stepping closer to the space ship against his better judgment.

“The door is stuck!” The person inside cried in a desperate please. It pounded from the inside of the vehicle.

The ship was too hot for Matt to touch, but he had to help and quick or he and his alien friend were toast. “Think, Matt, think,” he muttered. He took off his jean jacket and wrapped it around his hand and looked for a latch. Finding a handle that looked like it would open something, he grabbed on, placing his foot against the craft for leverage.

Pulling with all his might, the door opened, sending him flying back. Two slender arms popped out. Rushing over to assist the alien, he yanked it out, and found himself staring into a pair of large brown eyes. “Please, we have to get out of here. When the heliocraft turns red, that means it will be only seconds before it blows,” and with that she fainted. Instinctively he reached out and caught her.

Lifting her up in his arms, Matt hurried back to the truck and stuffed her in. Thankfully it started the first time, and not quite a thousand feet away, an explosion went off. He dared to look behind him one last time and was surprised to see a big nuclear bomb like cloud. He slammed on the gas willing the truck to go faster. “Come on,” he said through gritted teeth.

When Matt felt he was a safe distance away from the explosion, he slowed down and looked over at the alien he’d rescued. His breath caught in his throat. This didn’t look like an alien at all. She looked just as human as he did, and quite a beautiful at that.

His friend, Chuck, another scientist he worked with closely, would have gloated if he’d seen this woman. Chuck believed that any species on other planets would have a humanoid form instead of looking like those green things with big heads and eyes. When he had a chance Matt knew he’d have to come back here to find the remains of that ship, but in the meantime, he needed to get this woman back to his place.

Besides those gorgeous eyes of hers, the little alien had high cheekbone, lush lips, and even skin that was a smooth rich brown, neither dark nor light. Her hair was twisted into some complicated style on top of her head. She was petite, but her body curved in all the right places. He licked his now dry lips. It didn’t help that the gold cat suit she wore left nothing to the imagination. Damn, he could see the outline of dark nipples through the near see through material. His cock sprang to life.

He wondered what it would be like to peel that outfit off of her slowly and bury himself between her shapely thighs. Was alien pussy anything like human pussy? Not that he’d had much experience having only been with three partners in his life. It wasn’t that he hadn’t had opportunities, just that he was one of those old fashioned romantics who wanted his sex to mean something. Yet he could barely tear his eyes off of the sexy alien. He’d never been happier in his life to be wrong. Beautiful women did indeed fall from the sky!

London’s eyes fluttered open.She shook her head to rid it of the cloudiness. She was alive! Her last clear memory was losing control of the heliocraft as she neared Earth’s atmosphere. She’d taken a huge chance stealing off in the ship having never been outside of her own galaxy since she was brought to Thibius.

Setting the coordinates to where Earth should be, London was pleased that the navigation had gone smoothly, but as she’d entered the Milky Way her craft began to act funny. It shook and rattled so much that London was sure she wouldn’t make it to her destination alive let alone find her sister.

Her life passed before her eyes as the ship went hurtling toward Earth’s surface. London had thought about her beautiful mother, Papa, and her six younger brothers, Jayru, Fallon, Teagen, Dasil, Baron, and Gage. She’d been sure she wouldn’t make it, but the shock absorbent technology of the craft had ensured her survival. For some reason it had also activated the self-destruct mechanism.

Someone had helped! London suddenly remembered a pair of murky colored eyes and an attractive face covered by a pair of primitive glasses. On Thibius, anyone with failing eyesight was given a special injection that fixed myopia in mere seconds.

London sat up. Where was she? Unzipping the top of her body suit she fanned herself. The outfit was designed to keep the body temperature regulated during space travel, but all it was doing now was making her feel extremely hot. If she weren’t naked underneath, she’d take the thing off.

Deciding to explore her surroundings and search for her mysterious rescuer, she slid out of the bed. This room was tiny compared to her room back home. It wasn’t even the size of herbathing room, but it was interesting with all the pictures on the walls of space and different planets she assumed were part of the Milky Way.

Tentatively she opened the door, and walked down a narrow hall that led to another small room. London halted when she saw a man sitting in front of a large box with moving images. It was like the dimensional projector but more primitive. She vaguely remembered seeing one before.

She studied the man. He was the one who’d pulled her from the heliocraft. There was no doubt in her mind that she’d made it to Earth. This man was human. He wasn’t as large as the men on Thibius or as pale, but his skin was fair. She liked his wavy brown hair that just touched the collar of his shirt. He had a strong profile with a long straight nose.

Did she dare approach him? Absently she touched her forearm where the language chip had been implanted. London already spoke the language called English, she’d learned from her mother. Since she didn’t know what part of Earth she’d landed on, she couldn’t be sure that this man spoke it as well.

London hoped the crash didn’t do any damage to the implant. She remembered exchanging a few words with him before he’d pulled her out of the heliocraft, but she wasn’t sure if she understood because of the chip or because he spoke her first language.

Walking further into the room to make her presence known, London cleared her throat. The man looked her way, his eyes widening in surprise. When he stood up and she got a really good look at him, her breath caught in her throat. She hadn’t seen any man like him before and she liked what she saw.

“So you’re up?” his surprisingly deep voice croaked.

She smiled with relief. “You speak English. I’m so glad.”

The corner of his mouth tilted slightly. “I think that’s my line. I don’t know where to begin.”

“Well, it would be nice if you could tell me where I am exactly. Obviously this is Earth, but what part?”

He was staring so intently that her question seemed to take him by surprise. Shaking his head as though coming out of a trance, he grinned again. “I’m sorry. I didn’t quite catch that.”

“I asked where I was. What part of the world is this? You seem stunned. Are you okay?”

Taking a step closer, he stopped just a foot away from her. “I’m sorry to stare at you like this, but you’re… you’re so beautiful, and you look so human. I didn’t know extraterrestrial beings looked like you.”