“Come back soon!”
“I will. I promise.”
I changed my clothes quickly and stepped just outside of the bathroom. I could feel the deep sleep coming over me and was thankful that I was on my ship where I could access medication to counteract intercourse’s tiring effect on me. I touched the wall-installed synthesizer and produced a vial of antidote which I stabbed into the top of my thigh before changing the frequency of my ocular implant.
“I’m here. I’m headed to the cockpit,” I answered.
“Vidar. We received your message and came as soon as we could.”
“I apologize for everything that happened. I faced more challenges on this mission than anticipated.”
“Even that will be valuable information for the Alliance.”
“My mission was only over after a few weeks. Are there to be consequences?”
“No. The other two males endured similar difficulties and they even ended up with earthling mates.”
“Uh… while we’re on the topic…”
“Do you have earthlings on board your vessel?”
“Yes, consul.”
“That is acceptable for the time being. The Alliance has made a decision about First Contact and since you’re the last to come in with a similar story to the others, your data will simply be added to what we already have.”
“Do I have further instructions?”
“Not exactly. Send over your data and leave the planet’s orbit within two of their days. That is all, Vidar.”
“Thank you, Consul.”
“We look forward to seeing you and your new prizes on the home world.”
“Aye.”
The call ended and Vidar leaned back against the wall of his cockpit. That was it, then. He stepped over to the panel and sent over all the data from his implant for the imperium to review. Once he returned to Pollux, he’d likely be expected to join their meetings. However, interpreting the data for the alliance would be the job of his superiors.
Essentially, his work was finished and he could enjoy the naked maiden in the bathtub finally. The shot of adrenaline and the melatonagonist kept Vidar’s eyes opened and alert… and ready for more. He returned to the bathroom, where Minerva floated on her back, naked in the tub.
Vidar cleared his throat, waking her from what had apparently been a peaceful sleep. She swam over to the edge of the tub.
“What happened?”
“I got word from my superiors and sent them my data. My first contact mission is over.”
“It’s over?”
“Yes. We need to leave the planet in two days.”
“Only two days?”
“Yes. Then we return to Pollux.”
Her eyes widened like a tiny woodland creature. I smiled.
“We’re going to an alien planet?” She breathed.
“Yes. We are. But only for political reasons.”
