New Beginnings: Chapter One (Part 1 of 2) [Alien Encounter] [Breast Expansion] [Sci-fi] [Interracial] [Straight Sex]

Adrian Grody sat watching the night sky in his patrol car. He was a few minutes away from ending his shift. Adrian hated his job as a security guard at the mall, but someone had to do it. He took one more drive around the building. He wanted to make sure the teens he had spotted earlier smoking weed and hanging out had left as he had asked them.

When he pulled around, he saw one lone sports car left behind. One of them had stayed behind it would seem. Adrian took a deep sigh and drove over. The yellow lights on top of his vehicle signaled that he was coming.

There was no sign that the car was going to move. Again, Adrian took a deep sigh. He exited his vehicle and slowly walked over to the car.

The closer he got, he could see that the vehicle was moving, rocking back and forth slowly. Indicating to Adrian why they had not moved.

“Come on, hurry up,” he heard the female voice.

Adrian peeked inside. The poor guy was doing the best he could. Adrian decided he would give them some time; he remembered what it was like to be a teen. He took a few steps back when he saw her legs pop up, hitting the glass window. Adrian stifled a smile as he knew the poor girl was in one of the most uncomfortable positions.

“I’m cumming,” the boy said.

“Pull out, jackass!” the girl said.

Adrian started his walk back to the car. He wanted to time it just right.

“Knock, knock,” Adrian said, tapping his flashlight against the window.

“Oh fuck,” the boy said, holding his dick in his hand as his cum shot all over the back seat, some even on his girlfriend.

Sometimes this job had its perks. Adrian smiled.

“You guys need to get going before the cops come,” Adrian said as he walked away.

“Asshole! You got it all over my shirt,” he heard the girl say.

“But he surprised me,” the poor guy apologized.

“Shut up and let’s go,” the girl shouted. “Fucking gross!”

Adrian saw the guy climb into the front seat. The car started up and drove off. The male teen rolled down his window to give the one-finger salute.

“Fucking rent a cop. Get a real fucking job,” the kid said, peeling out of the parking lot.

That was the most excitement Adrian had for the night. Being called a rent a cop by a one minute teen. He went back into his vehicle and drove back around.

Adrian looked at the clock on the dash. It was two in the morning. Bill would be here soon to take the rest of the shift. He drove back around to the meeting place; he could see Bill’s truck driving into the parking lot.

“Finally,” he said as he pulled close to his car. He got out, grabbing his metallic lunch box.

“Thanks, man,” Bill said, getting out of his truck. “I owe you big time.”

“No problem,” Adrian said, throwing his stuff in the back of his car.

“I won’t ask you to cover for me for a while. I am finally getting things in order at home,” Bill said, climbing into the patrol car.

Adrian had heard that for months now, but nothing ever changed he nodded anyway and got into his vehicle.

Adrian didn’t have to go to his second job this morning. It was the main reason he had been upset when Bill had asked him to cover part of his shift. Adrian initially had the night off, but Bill was a good friend, so he decided to cover for him.

Now Adrian was going to drive to one of his favorite places. The trouble with living in a small town like the one he lived in was there was nothing to do.

The city board members thought that building a mall would bring more people off the highway and into town. It didn’t do anything but create an eyesore on the landscape and a vast glowing building at night.

Now they had a large shopping mall with no one to shop in it. Soon it would be closed and useless, just like all the other failed attempts to gain a population growth. The town was just what it was and what it will always be, just a no-name town in the middle of nowhere.

As Adrian drove to the liquor store, he spotted the same sports car from before. He took a deep sigh and began to pull in next to them. He parked his car and slowly got out.

“Well, if it isn’t the rent a cop,” the male said. To which some of his new buddies started laughing.

“Hey guys,” Adrian waved. He didn’t look their way and headed for the store.

“This the one that ruined your time with Rachel?” one of the other guys asked.

“Yeah, it’s him,” the guy said.

“Look, I was just doing my job. If you guys had jobs, you would know what that was like,” Adrian said. He walked into the liquor store.

“Hey, Maxwell,” Adrian said. The small man behind the counter woke up, looking around. “The kids are outside again, and I think they got some of your beer,” he said, walking over and picking up a 12 pack of his favorite.

“Damn, I must have dozed off again,” the man said, lifting the handset under the counter. “Yeah, send a patrol over. They are outside again,” Maxwell looked over at Adrian. He hung up the handset and rung up the beer. “You want to wait until the patrol car comes along?”

“Nah, they are just kids,” Adrian shrugged as he walked out.

“You should give us some of those,” the teen said. “You owe me. From earlier,” he said, walking towards Adrian.

Adrian nodded over the guy’s shoulder. When the teen looked around, he saw the patrol car coming into the parking lot.

“Another time, rent a cop,” the guy said as Adrian nodded and walked to his car.

The police car stopped and turned its lights on and chirped its siren. The group of teens got into their vehicles and left. Adrian nodded at the cop car as he left the parking lot.

******

Adrian sat on the trunk of his car, staring up at the stars as he drank his beer. His life wasn’t that bad. He knew there were a ton of people in this world that had it much worse than he did. He was still alive, and he had two jobs and a roof over his head.

He saw a bright light up in the sky as he looked at it harder he could see that it was getting closer. Much closer. He put the beer bottle down. That was not a star, it was a plane, and it was crashing, he thought to himself.

When it got closer to the ground, he could see that the object was much bigger than any plane he had ever seen. The further it came into view, Adrian knew he wasn’t staring at a plane but a U.F.O., and it was huge.

“Move Adrian!” he shouted to himself, pushing the beer to the ground. The bottles smashed on the floor as he jumped into his car. Adrian’s heart was pumping as he chased after the large object in the sky. The whole town would have seen this thing.

Adrian punched the gas and chased after it. He caught up to it on one of the long side streets. Looking up at the giant spacecraft, he could tell that his car was under it, well part of it.

The whole thing was too big to see it as a whole. It was much more extensive than the two-lane road as the tips of it disappeared over the tree line. Even though Adrian was doing well over eighty, he still wasn’t getting to the front of the thing.

There were lights all over it. Just as Adrian was starting to get to the front, it shot off to the side of the road, and that’s when he heard it. The loud crash that sounded like an explosion, the ground itself began to shake, causing Adrian to hold the steering wheel tight as he kept the car from swerving and hit the brakes hard.

Tree’s, dirt, and stone crashed down all around him. Luckily, Adrian braked. When he did as he looked in front of him, he could see a large boulder in front of him. He looked around before he got out of the car, he was safe the car seemed undamaged, but the road ahead had rocks and trees scattered everywhere.

Adrian got out of the car and looked at it. Apart from some dirt and a few small stones on the roof, it looked like he was more than lucky than he had thought. He walked through the tree line and into the field. “What the fuck!” he said, running into the area.

The scene looked like something from a science-fiction movie. The large space ship was buried into the ground, only a part of it was still sticking up. The whole field was split wide open from one side to the other.

The ground itself looked destroyed, there were parts of trees, dirt, but when Adrian looked closely, there was no metal, no sign that the ship was damaged.

There was no way they were going to hide this from the public. The craft was much bigger than anything he had seen. Adrian began to walk closer to the spacecraft when he heard the sirens.

“Fuck this!” Adrian said to himself. He ran as fast as he could back to his car. Adrian thought to himself that the government and the officials would try and hide this and get rid of any witnesses. He jumped back into his vehicle. The sirens were coming from behind him. He punched the gas again, maneuvering his car around the debris.

“I did not see anything,” Adrian kept telling himself over and over. The image of the ground split wide open for all to see filled his head. Then he saw it. First, he thought it was a piece of debris, but then it moved.

“Keep driving,” Adrian said to himself as he got closer to the object.

It was moving, slowly but surely it was moving. Adrian stepped on the gas and sped by it. He looked over at it as he passed it. It was humanoid and in pain, lying on the ground and crawling away from the wreckage.

“It’s not my problem,” Adrian said to himself. “They will find it and help it,” he said, trying to assure himself. But he knew they would find it. Take it somewhere, interrogate it, dissect it, and when they were finished with it, kill it.

Adrian stomped on the brakes with both feet. He could not live with that. He could still see it in the rear-view mirror.

“I’m so fucked,” he said as he put the car in reverse. “Can’t believe I am doing this,” he said as he got close to the alien life form. He got out of the car.

“Hello?” Adrian said as he walked over to it. It was metallic; he could see that the skin was a bright silver color. It was face down in the mud and dirt.

“I mean, you no harm. Okay?” Adrian said, trying not to sound scared. He looked over at the trees that had fallen. He could see the outline of the emergency team heading into the field. He could also hear helicopters.

“Fuck me, this is getting too much,” he said as he turned towards his car. Then he heard it, a slight but audible metallic whine.

“Was that you?” he said, turning to look at it. Its face was looking at him. It was a female, well female looking from what he could see. Its eyes shone a bright purple color. “You look kind of like a robot of some sort,” he said to it. The life form again made its little audible whine.

“Okay,” he said. He ran over to it. It was less than 5ft long, had arms and legs. Its skin was silver, but not solid metal.

“I am going to pick you up now. Is that okay?” Adrian asked as the alien’s eyes blinked. Adrian thought it was blinking as the light’s of its eyes flickered off then back on.

“Okay, here we go,” he said as he reached down. He picked it up, expecting to feel cold, dead, metal. Instead, it felt warm and alive. That was his first thought. Whatever this being was, its skin felt normal to the touch.

‘Metal skin?’ he thought to himself as he carried the life form to his car.

It was surprisingly light. Adrian opened the back door, balancing the alien on one arm, he pulled the door open and slid it inside. He got in next to it and buckled it in.

“I have no idea what I am doing,” Adrian said to himself. The life form blinked its eyes again. “Don’t thank me yet,” he said as he began to get out of the car. He stopped then looked back in. “I heard you,” he said. The alien went silent, its eyes dimmed. “Are you dead?” he said as he nudged it, its eyes turned on, then back off, with each nudge.

“Unconscious,” he said. The helicopters were getting closer.

“Go already,” he said out loud as he got into the driver’s seat. He punched the gas again. Spinning his tires. “That was stupid,” he cursed himself.

There were only a few cars in this town, with the wheel make up he had. They were going to know he was here. As he drove away, he kept looking back to make sure he was not being followed. When he got closer to town, there were people everywhere. Nothing brought people out like an accident, and this was a big accident.

Adrian slowly drove through, trying not to get attention drawn to himself. People were lined all over the streets, looking over at the bright lights in the fields in the distance. He looked back at the silver figure in his back seat.

If he did not do something, it would seem suspicious that he was not around, especially since his tire tracks would show that he drove down here. He pulled into one of the many deserted strip malls. He grabbed his work jacket and threw it on the alien.

“What’s going on?” Adrian said, running up to a person gawking.

“Adrian!” the man said. Adrian recognized him as one of the mall walkers that came early in the morning. “Did you see the giant U.F.O.?” he asked.

“It woke me up,” Adrian lied. The man looked at him, weirdly. Another man standing by also looked at him.

“I was drinking, and well, I fell asleep, out by Daniel’s creek,” Adrian said, establishing his alibi. “When the ground shook. I thought we were having an earthquake. I sped down here as fast as I could,” he said, looking over at the lights in the sky. Helicopters flew this way and that.

“You must have been close to where it crashed,” a lady said.

“A U.F.O.?” Adrian smiled, shaking his head.

“It was,” Another said. “I was on the highway. You could see the whole thing. It was huge.”

Adrian looked at them. There were enough people here to vouch for him being here. He wanted to stick around just a bit longer. He listened to people describing the same thing he had seen. Huge with rows and rows of lights.

“Adrian!” Bill shouted, running toward him. “They are setting up a base at the mall,” Bill said as he got close. “The national guard is there and everything. They escorted me away,” he said, breathing heavily.

“They blocked off Nearman Road,” another man said. That was the road that the U.F.O. Had crashed near.

“They are going to try and cover this up,” someone else said.

“Yeah, not likely. I bet thousands of people got this on their phones, and I also will bet that it’s spreading across the internet like wildfire,” Adrian laughed. Hoping that the more he said would make people remember that he was here and nowhere else. He looked back at his car.

“Shit!” Adrian said under his breath. He could see the purple lights of the alien’s eyes sitting up.

“I am going to see if this had made the news. Plus, I don’t want to be here when they come down here looking for witnesses. They always seem to disappear,” he said, walking back towards his car.

“That’s true,” another person said.

“Fuck that! They aren’t making me disappear,” another person said.

Soon it was a mass exodus as people started to run towards their cars. Adrian drove away, slowly heading for his house. The alien had laid back down as he had gotten in the car.

Adrian lived in a small community. Luckily for him, his part of the community was never finished. Many houses around him were still in the building stages. Another failed attempt; no one had been buying the homes, so the developer left.

There were only two other houses that had people living in them. One of them belonged to a traveling salesman, and the other belonged to a nurse and her kids.

Adrian drove into the driveway, opening the garage with his remote. He got out and looked around to make sure no one was looking his way. Then he shut the garage door.

Turning on the light, he picked up the alien and brought it into the house. Adrian guessed he was right earlier about it being the female of its species. It had a slender figure, but none of the human female attributes like breasts, or more full hips. ‘Then again, maybe that is how all of you are made, created, or however, you come to be,’ he thought to himself.

Adrian put the alien down on his couch and looked at it. The silver skin seemed to be breathing. It had slight lines that appeared to be like grooves more than lines, going down the body’s length. Its head seemed proportionate to the size of a human head. It didn’t look like it had toes, but it did have fingers without a thumb, which made Adrian look again.

“I don’t even know if you can hear me,” he said to it as he backed away. The purple light of its eyes stared right at him. “I heard you before, inside my head,” he said, kneeling close to it. “Can you do that again?” he asked. It blinked again at him. “Earth,” he said as he heard it again. He got up and turned on the television.

“This is our source of news and information,” Adrian said. Its eyes looked at the television. It began to blink, as it blinked the channels turned. “That’s right,” he smiled. “It is primitive,” he smiled again as he thought about it, he was talking to an actual alien.

“What is your name?” it said out loud.

“You can talk,” Adrian said.

“Sorry for using your head to communicate, but we did not know your language until now,” it said as it sat up.

“My name is Adrian,” Adrian answered. “Yours?”

“My name would be too difficult to pronounce in your language. You can call me Solaria,” it said as it stood up. “My body repair is at 10%.”

“Are you a robot of some kind?” Adrian said as he followed it around the house.

“No. But we can understand why you would come to that conclusion,” the alien said. “This is your… place of living?” it said as it walked into the bedroom.

“Yes,” Adrian said.

“The pace of your heartbeat tells us that you are scared,” it said, looking at him up and down. “You saved us from certain death,” the alien said, staring at him in the eyes. “We are in your debt. No harm will come to you,” It walked past him and into his computer room.

“Hold on,” Adrian said as he got in front of his computer. “You wanted information. The internet is the best place to get it,” he said, then he thought to himself if this alien was part of an invading force, then he would be showing it, everything.

“You can set your mind at ease. We did not come to invade your planet,” the alien said, sitting in the chair. “Ask us anything,” it said, staring up at Adrian.

Adrian looked down at this silver, metallic alien sitting down in his chair. It’s purples eyes looking up at him. Both its hands resting on its thighs. Somehow, he felt at ease, staring at it. Its eyes were more substantial than a human. It had two vertical slits where a nose should be, and its mouth was horizontal, but he had never seen it open.

“How do you talk?” he asked.

“We make sounds for other species to hear from these,” it said, touching the side of its neck. A few horizontal slits were lining the side of its neck. “Our mouths, as you would call it. Are for talking to others like ourselves,” it said. It made a slight whining noise that pierced Adrian’s ears. “That is our language.”

“You sound like a female. Are you?” Adrian asked. For this question, it shifted its head back and forth as if it was processing the query.

“Yes. We do not have specifics as far as females or males. We choose our form and voices. When we reach the right age,” it stared at Adrian again as if waiting for his next question. He could not think of anything. “I sense that the alcohol in your system, combined with the number of hours your body has been awake, makes you sleepy,” Solaria said.

“Yeah, a bit,” he said. “But…” he began to trail off to a long yawn. He was more tired than he had thought. Sitting down had made him even more tired.

“We will be okay. Your care for this body is over. My body is repairing and will be at one hundred percent within seven days of your time,” Solaria said.

“Sounds good,” Adrian said. “But I will stay up with you.”

********

Adrian woke up in his bed. He was still fully clothed from the night before. He shook his head and sat up. He wondered if it was a dream. But then he heard a noise in the house. He got out of bed and walked into the kitchen. There the female alien was walking back and forth. It looked like she was making breakfast.

“Good morning,” she said.

“Good morning,” he replied.

“You fell asleep in mid-sentence, so I carried you to your bed,” she said.

“Do you do that often?” he asked.

“Read your mind?” she said. “Yes, it is how we communicate back on our planet.”

“You say We and not me, or I.,” he said, sitting down at the table.

“We do not see ourselves as individuals. As an individual, we would lack the means to think of others and work for the community’s common good,” she replied. “If it will make you feel safer. I will accommodate to your language.”

“Thank you,” he said as she put a plate of food in front of him. It was eggs, toast, and sausages. “Um.” he began to speak.

“You’re welcome,” she said, returning to the computer room. Adrian looked down the hall after he finished eating. She was still in there. As he looked inside, he could see the screen flashing at incredible speeds.

“You’re reading all of that?” he asked.

“Yes, your race is both fascinating and troublesome. You fear a lot of things and are very suspicious of others,” she said.

“That’s us, humans, in a nutshell,” he said as he took a seat beside her. Together they went through screenshots and websites. Adrian tried to explain things to her but found that she was gaining more knowledge faster than he could keep up. Soon she would know more about Earth and humans than himself.

“Well, I have to take a shower,” he said as he got up and walked into the bathroom. He did not know why, but he felt safe with this alien around.

“That is because I will not harm you,” she said into his head.

“While I am here, I would like it if you did not read my mind,” he said. There was silence, which he took as an agreement. He took a quick shower. As he put his clothes on, he began to wonder about Solaria. He stepped out of his bedroom.

“Did you need to clean up?” he asked her. She had moved from the computer room to the living room.

“Clean up,” she said, twisting her head back and forth as her purple eyes flashed on and off repeatedly. “To bathe or shower, remove unwanted dirt, dead skin,” she said if she was reading from a page. “No. My body does not collect dirt, and my skin does not die,” she said, returning her gaze to the television.

“What about food?” he asked. Feeling hungry himself.

“I do not need to eat, but I made some food for you,” she pointed to the kitchen. Adrian looked at her with curiosity.

How could she have known he was hungry. He walked into the kitchen. Sitting on the counter was a plate with a large sub sitting on it.

“Turkey Sub with lettuce, tomato, cucumber, and light mayo. With something called jalapenos?” she said from the living room. He did not know what to say. He was thinking of going to the sub shop to get one of these exact subs.

“How did you know?” Adrian asked, looking through the separation between the two rooms, he spotted the television. The sight was jaw-dropping.

“I sensed you were hungry when I looked further. I saw that you wanted the sub, so I made it. It was simple once I went back to my ship to get my matter converter,” Solaria said, holding up a remote sized metallic object.

“That is your ship,” he said, pointing to the screen. The view was an overhead view of what looked like a large building thrown into a field.

“Yes, it is,” Solaria said. “It is repairing. It will take just over one week to repair fully,” she said.

“Can you turn the volume up,” Adrian said, circling back to the living room with the plate.

“You cannot hear her?” she asked. Adrian reached for the remote. The sound was at its lowest level.

“You can?” he asked.

“Yes,” Solaria replied. Adrian turned the volume up.

*’Pauline, has any news surfaced from the military on the ground?’* the male reporter asked.

*’No. As you can see, there is a flurry of activity down there. There are a ton of questions coming from many people. Where did this come from? Who or what is inside? And what do they want?’* the female reported said looking out from a helicopter flying above the crash site.

*’Those are interesting questions,’* The man said as the feed went back to the newsroom.

*’For those who have just joined or those of you who want a recap of what has happened,’* a lady sitting next to the male said as the screen flashed to a picture of the scene.

*’Sometime last night between three and four am. This U.F.O. As many call it crashed landed in this small town in Ohio,’* she said as a picture of Adrian’s town was portrayed on the screen. *’Local’s described it as the sky falling.’*

*’Well, who can blame them,’* the man interjected. *’The U.F.O. Is larger than any craft anyone has ever seen. Bigger than the biggest cruise liner,’* he continued. A computer image of the ship showed it next to the largest cruise liner. It was almost triple the size. *’It is circular, and as you can see, it did a lot of damage to the surrounding area when it crashed.’*

“I survived that?” Adrian said as the screen showed for miles around deep cracks in the ground.

*’Many locals said it was like an earthquake,’* the lady said. *’We go back to Pauline, who is in the area.’*

*’Thank you, Lorrie,’* the other lady said*. ‘We have landed as per our schedule. All flights over the area must get approval from the military, and all flights are giving a five-minute window for a flyover. We have been told these rules will be strictly enforced,’* she said as the camera panned over the area.

“That’s the mall,” Adrian said.

*’There is a strong military presence, both on the ground and in the air,’* she said. The sound of fighter jets came loud and definite as the camera zoomed out, showing two jets flying in the distance.

*’Pauline has anyone been able to ask the military anything of what is going on. As per what the next step is?’* Lorrie asked.

*”No. The only news is what we heard from the president a few hours ago. They are giving the inhabitants of the U.F.O. Time to evaluate the problem they have with their craft. He has said that the U.S. will provide information to all other countries and their dignitaries as he gets it. He has also warned other countries to stay away from the crash site. Which some have deemed as a threat and not a sign of cooperation.’*

*’Thank you, Pauline,’* the man said. The newsroom came back to view*. ‘As Pauline mentioned, the president has already spoken on this matter. He advises patience, and to quell our curiosity. He also noted that individuals inside the craft may be hurt, or just as curious as us.’*

*’Here is the wide birth; the military is giving the spaceship. Military vehicles are holding at fifty yards. Media personnel, both local and international, are at the one hundred-yard range.’*

“Okay enough,” Adrian said, hitting the off button. He looked over at her. She was staring at him.

“You seemed stressed,” she said.

“Aren’t you?” he asked. “What about the rest of your crew?”

“There was no one else. Just myself,” Solaria said. Adrian was about to ask another question when the phone began to ring.

“Hey, yeah, I watched it,” Adrian said as he answered it. “Okay, I will be right there,” he said, hanging up. “They asked me to come and answer a few questions. They found my tire tracks at the scene,” he said, shaking his head.

“Do you want me to come with you?” Solaria asked as she stood up.

“No! I mean no,” Adrian said as he pulled on his jacket. “You will only cause them to ask more questions,” he said as he headed for the door. “Do not open the door for anyone. Okay?”

“If that is what you want,” she said.

Adrian cursed himself soon as he got into his car. Why did he have to be in the area, now they were going to ask him questions, that he may not be able to answer.

He drove off looking back he could see the purple light of her eyes looking out the window. She was worried about him. No one had worried about him in a long while. Could she still hear him? He asked himself.

“I can. If you want me to,” Solaria said.

“Yes,” Adrian said, feeling a little better that she was still there. “You told me you went back to your ship.”

“That is correct,” Solaria replied.

“How?” he asked.

“I believe your movies call it teleportation. We call it transference,” Solaria said. “You are going out of range of my listening. Shall I transfer to your location?”

“No. But keep it an option if you do not hear back from me within the hour,” Adrian said. He did not know why, but he wanted her close, just in case, things went wrong.

“Will do,” she replied.

As Adrian pulled into a parking spot, they pointed out to him by an armed man at the mall entrance. He stepped out of the vehicle.

“Glad you could make it on short notice,” A red-headed lady said.

“It seemed like I didn’t have a choice, Gail,” Adrian said. Gail was the sheriff’s daughter. She had taken over things after her father had a stroke a few weeks ago.

“Glad my father is at home resting. This situation would of giving him a heart attack,” she said.

“Aren’t you the one that usually gives him the heart attacks?” Adrian replied coldly as they walked into the mall.

“Just going to keep twisting that knife, aren’t you?” Gail said, shaking her head.

“Nope,” he replied. Gail grabbed his arm and pulled him to a stop.

“Look, what we had was… great,” Gail said. “But come on, let’s be realistic. My father is old fashioned. What could I have done? He would have flipped out if I told him I have been dating a black man and was planning to marry him.” she said, looking around as she said it.

“I get it,” Adrian said, pushing past her. “What about after?”

“You mean sex?” Gail asked, looking around as she said it. “You did not expect me to give that up too?”

“So that’s all I am?” he said as they neared the food court where the military had set up desks and other things.

“Look, let’s get through this, then we can discuss us,” Gail said as she walked past him.

“There is no us,” he said as he joined her.

There was a line of people, all of which were waiting for their turn. The military had made sure that all of them were kept separate.

“Adrian Grody,” a man said at a desk. Adrian approached. “I.D.,” the man said coldly. Adrian gave him his driver’s license. The man nodded for Adrian to sit.

“Sir. Your vehicle’s tread marks were found a few yards away from where the craft crashed. Care to explain?” the man said, looking Adrian straight in the eye.

“He knows the time as well,” Solaria said to him.

“Where are you?” he asked.

“I transferred to a closer location. Do not worry. No one can see me,” Solaria replied.

“I was scared. It crashed, then everything went crazy. I panicked. Hit the gas and came into town,” Adrian said. The man looked at him.

“Why did you not report in when we called your house?” the man asked.

“There was a telephone call, you were sleeping, so I silenced it,” Solaria said.

“I was asleep; I pulled a double shift the day before. I did not hear the phone ring,” Adrian answered. The man nodded.

The questioning went on for over an hour. Sometimes the man repeated the same question but worded it differently. Adrian was given the green light to go home. He was also told that he was to answer the phone if they called him for more questions.

“Meet me back at home,” he said as he walked back through the mall to the entrance. He saw a movement in front of him. It looked like Solaria, but it was like seeing a ghost. “Was that you?” he asked.

“Yes, it is a form of stealth or camouflage,” Solaria responded.

“Nice,” Adrian smiled as he got into his vehicle. “Too bad, your ship can’t do that,” he said as he started the car.

“It can,” she replied.

“It can?” he answered, shocked that something that big could be camouflaged.

“Yes. But in its current state. It will do more harm than good,” she replied. Adrian nodded.

“What is this sex? that lady was talking about?” Solaria asked.

“Um,” Adrian said, shocked at the question.

“And why couldn’t she give it up?” she asked.

“Form of affection, when you care about someone a lot. At one time she liked me a lot. And then she didn’t,” Adrian replied. It wasn’t the absolute truth, but it should hold for now.

He pulled into his driveway, and the sun was setting. Solaria greeted him at the door.

“Welcome home,” Solaria said. Her glowing eyes stared at Adrian.

“Thank you,” he said back to her as he walked past her.

“I made dinner,” Solaria said as she walked behind him.

“You did not have to,” he replied, sitting in his chair.

Solaria looked at him as if she was trying to tell if he was serious.

“I mean. I am happy you did. But you did not have to,” Adrian corrected himself. He was still getting used to how precise he had to be around her. Things he said had to be told just right. She nodded and walked into the kitchen.

“It was no trouble. The human body needs food to maintain itself, as well as to keep the metabolism going. Small meals should be eaten throughout the day,” she replied, bringing a massive plate of meat, potatoes, and vegetables.

“Holy..” he began to say, but saying crap would cause her to think the food was crap or that religion was crap. “Wow, that is a lot of food,” he said, sitting up in his chair.

Adrian had not eaten this much since his visit to friends for Christmas dinner. Usually, he just nuked something in the microwave. He took the plate and the knife and fork and dived in.

“There is a game on tonight,” she said. I saw that you had previously watched sports, but you had stopped.

“Yeah. I only have basic cable. I had to cut the other channels off since I …” Adrian began to say as he stuffed his mouth full of food. The television jumped to life, showing a football game. “How did you..” he started to say.

“I paid the bill online,” she said, sitting down. The glow in her eyes was brighter as she watched him.

“Okay, stop,” Adrian said. He turned to look at Solaria. He held her hands; they were slightly cold. Her eyes quickly blinked off and on.

“Did I do something wrong?” Solaria asked.

“No. But why are you doing this?” Adrian asked.

“Why. Am I doing what?” Solaria said as her face went to one side. He sat back and thought. He had to word it correctly.

“These actions. Feeding me, making sure I am safe and happy. Why are you doing them?” Adrian asked. Solaria nodded as she understood.

“It is in my nature,” she replied.

“Do tell,” he said.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ho1hlu/new_beginnings_chapter_one_part_1_of_2_alien