As she approached the Pub Lorraine spied a familiar figure traipsing up the lane. Lorraine slowed the car to a crawl as she approached Alice.
"Are you O.K., do you need a lift? Alice, why are you crying?" Lorraine queried.
"Damon's in a bad way, I don't think he will make it!" Alice sobbed.
"Of course he will, look, hop in and I'll take you home" Lorraine offered.
"Thanks, I need a friend at the moment" Alice flashed an unfelt smile.
As Lorraine drove to Alice and Damon's house, an uncomfortable silence fell on the car; other than an occasional sniffle from Alice, all was deathly quiet.
'I have to get her out of this mood. The vector program may become unstable if her stress level gets too high. Alice could be a danger to the project' Lorraine thought.
Lorraine jumped as Alice's voice broke into her pondering.
"Stop, you've driven past the cottage," Alice snapped.
"Sorry, I was miles away!" replied Lorraine.
Lorraine slipped the Vectra into reverse and slid back into the cottage driveway. Soon Alice and Lorraine were deep in discussion, as their teas grew cold on the lounge table.
"You look awfully stressed, Alice. Let me relax you a bit" Lorraine offered.
Alice said nothing, but she didn't resist as the warm hands kneaded her stiff neck muscles. Lorraine reached forward over the back of Alice's armchair, and rotated her thumbs into the tense knots on Alice's neck. Alice sighed.
"That's nice, don't stop"
Lorraine smiled; her eyes took on a slight purple cast.
"Don't worry, I won't stop until you've had enough," Lorraine cooed comfortingly.
Lorraine's hands strayed across Alice's responsive breasts, the nipples burst forth into stiff peaks. Alice looked up lovingly into Lorraine's eyes; her own eyes reflected the purple of her lover's. Lorraine gazed deep into Alice's limpid eyes; in an instant they changed back to intense cold blue.
"What am I doing? Damon's ill and I'm," Alice choked, "get off me, Lorraine! GET OUT!"
"What's wrong Alice, don't speak to me like that! I'm your friend" Lorraine's reply echoed her shock.
"You're no friend of mine! GET OUT!!" Alice screamed.
Lorraine saw the look in Alice's blue eyes, and argued no more; hurriedly she left. Alice collapsed back into her chair, in floods of tears. Lorraine ran to her Vectra 'Shit, she's rejecting the vector; I'd better tell Ger'natha.' Lorraine cursed herself for forgetting her mobile, and roared off in a cloud of gravel & dust.
Geraint stood back admiring the three full pods in front of him. One new warrior to be, one new vector, and his first offspring; all in all, the day had been more than satisfactory. The lab door opened behind him, and June entered.
"Mission accomplished Geraint, no more problems from Dr Saunders" June smiled wickedly.
"Excellent, it has been a most productive day! Do you feel ready for a little R&R, my dear?" Geraint asked.
"More than ready, but let me lose this ugly coating first!" grinned June.
The purple light started its emission from her eyes, but soon her body was covered in pinpricks of empurpled luminosity. The flash was as rapid as it was blinding; Ju'nutha of the C'phu tribe stood before her master. Geraint decided to drink in her beauty before transforming; Gul'nathan passion was not patient.
From the fiery red crest on the top of her head to the black-clawed toes she was perfect. Geraint felt his desire rise, as did his squat member. Geraint's eyes glowed intensely, but before he could complete his transformation he was disturbed. Of all times for the phone to ring! Geraint grabbed the receiver from the wall mounting.
"YES!" he breathed the words with venom.
"Ger'natha, Alice is rejecting the vector, what should I do?" asked a puffed Lorraine.
"Go back and observe - if she rejects, terminate her!" Geraint snapped.
"Are you sure? What about her husband? Ger'natha, what about Damon?" Lorraine asked.
"Already terminated. Do as I say," Geraint uttered, "by the way, I am Geraint at the moment - learn to tell the difference. Don't call me Ger'natha outside of WI, you fool!"
"I'm sorry, I..." Lorraine was cut off in mid speech.
"Observe, then kill if no use. Understood, yesss" Ger'natha hissed and crumpled the handset in his clawed fist.
Ger'natha strode across the room towards his mate; his erect tail tapping against his upper abdomen. Ger'natha sprang, sinking his tail-organ deep into Ju'nutha's ripe fruit. Alien passion rocked the room, and called out to all of their species. The door on the furthest pod splintered, and a fully formed Gul'nathan warrior emerged. Si'natha joined the coupling, adding his bulk and power to the expatriate orgy.
Lorraine shrugged, and let the silent phone fall to hang uselessly in the phone box. 'Well I've got my orders, I don't like them but, too bad' Lorraine thought, returning to the still running car. 'I hope you don't reject, Alice, murder's not my thing', the car swept around in a tight semi-circle and headed back to the cottage.