by Zara Zenia
She was kind just like Sallina, but not as chatty. I still felt as if over time we would become great friends.
We left in Sallina’s car and headed over to a quaint restaurant that they picked just for me, saying the cuisine was something that could ease me into the Xicretese culture.
Once we arrived at the restaurant, I couldn’t read the menu or talk to the waiter, so the girls had to explain to me what the food was and also order for me. I hated feeling helpless like that but they didn’t seem to mind it so I took it all in stride.
Back at the house, Harkzak made sure the pantry was stocked full of food I would recognize and be accustomed to ordering. He wanted to keep things comfortable and convenient for me.
While I certainly appreciated his efforts, I didn’t want him to shelter me either. I had to learn all of these new lifestyle changes in time. There was no better time like the present to get started on those goals.
At the same time, I wasn’t ready to rip my training wheels off completely either. All of this was foreign to me and I had no idea what would arrive on my plate. I was curious and hoped that I wouldn’t be utterly repulsed by what they brought out for consumption.
I was nervous, but excited. Luckily for me, I had an adventurous nature and didn’t mind branching out to blossom and try new things.
I was willing to do what it took to fit in, as long as the waiter didn’t bring me back stuffed worms or something like that. It wasn’t like I would be able to tell what the food was when it got there anyway.
“So how are you liking Xicret so far?” Lizana peered at me through her dazzling purple glasses that had round lens.
I could tell she was eager to get to know me better, much like our mutual friend Sallina. I didn’t mind obliging them with a bit of my background history as well as opinions on how I was adjusting to the move.
I noticed the people there dressed eccentrically, much differently than I was used to back at home. The colors people wore were bright, loud and full of patterns. Fashion was trendy but much different than what I was used to.
Back at home, I had a lazy sense of style to where most of the time I would just throw on a pair of jeans and a tank top. Fred had called it my ‘college look.’ My mind momentarily soured at the memory of Fred who had led me on and lied to me about his love…or in my case lack thereof.
I was beginning to notice how boring humans were in comparison to the colorful Xicret folk and considered myself lucky to be in their company.
I took a sip of my water from the straw and reflectively pondered Lizana’s question.
“Um, I’m liking it I guess. There’s a lot to take in.” I smiled and shrugged.
I took another sip of my water, fidgeting awkwardly between the lapses in conversation while I mentally brainstormed up ways to help the conversation flow easier.
It was something that would have to develop over time, but there was still a bond forming between us.
Lizana nodded. “I’m sure you’ll get used to it over time.” She was polite but quiet. I assumed that was just part of her nature.
“Yeah, probably.” I looked out to the city street around me as the hustle and bustle of traffic and life.
The Xicret people scurried along with routine much like what reflected real life back on Earth.
We chose to eat outside under an umbrella table because it was a really lovely day with blue skies and white fluffy clouds.
This planet resembled Earth so much it surprised me. There was a tired wrinkly old man pushing a food vending cart down the street beside me and it brought a smile to my lips. I felt more comfortable here than I did before.
Xicret men walked confidently down the streets. They were natives in business suits walking past me, striding along with cell phone headsets attached to their ears.
I looked at Sallina and Lizana and chuckled. “To be honest, this place is a lot like New York back home. There are quite a few resemblances.”
I stared at the street and people watched. For some reason, I became entranced by the activity all around me.
My nostalgia was brief and interrupted. “Ah, New York. One of my favorite places.” I looked up at Sallina who was smiling contentedly.
“You’ve been?” I asked with intrigue and curiosity.
I had to admit, I was surprised. The Xicret people certainly did travel and get around. Human’s on Earth either weren’t adventurous enough or didn’t have the scientific technology to put a mission like that in place.
It would be nice if one day the two species could merge and blend with free will and not like a slavery type of kidnapping trade. I was afraid the hostility between the two cultures were too far sour to mend now.
“Yes, a few times.” She smiled at me. “It is a lot like the epicenter city of Xicret.” She gestured in front of her, out at the busy city streets as an example.
I nodded. “Yeah, it makes me not so homesick.” I tried not to sound too pitiful.
I didn’t want to bring these new friends down on what was supposed to be a fun day out in the new city. More importantly, I didn’t want them to feel sorry for me. Being a downer was not on my agenda for the day.
“The food is here.”
I glanced up when Lizana pointed at the server who had our plates on a large disc tray.
He placed a bowl of soup in front of me that looked like it had an assortment of vegetables along with some meat resembling pork. There were also some noodles mixed in.
I sighed with relief. “This actually doesn’t look so bad.”
I gave my new friends Sallina and Lizana a teasing grin as I took the spoon out of the napkin. I could eat this, it appeared normal enough looking.
“You’ll love it; it’s really flavorful and is a great way to ease into Xicretese food.”
Sallina picked up her fork and cut into some slab of meat and potato looking dish. She looked as ravenous as I felt.
I took a big slurp of the soup. There was no sense in being timid about it as I dared to dive right in.
“Mmm, yum. This is actually quite tasty.” I laughed as the girls told me the Xicretese word for tasty and we chatted for a while.
The conversation began to flow slightly little easier as we both relaxed and enjoyed our meals. The girls tried to teach me some more various phrases and food names. I was having a great time and forgot all about life back on Earth for the moment.
I suddenly became more reflectively cognizant of the fact that I was drifting further and further away from my old life. Soon enough, everything I ever knew would become a distant memory as my past set like the sun on the horizon.
“Maybe after we eat we can do a little shopping?” I admired the Xicret women as they passed, looking posh and trendy in loud colors and sharp hem lines. “I want to look cute like those girls.”
“Oh yes, we love to shop ourselves too.” Sallina nodded enthusiastically and her face lit up like a Christmas tree.
“Sallina actually has a shopping addiction.” Lizana laughed and nudged Sallina playfully with her elbow.
“Hey, I most certainly do not have a shopping addiction,” Sallina teased back and rolled her eyes with an amused smirk.
I appreciated their fun loving humor and was grateful to Harkzak for setting me up with them. I knew he’d be pleased to learn I’d had an amazing time spending the day with my new friends. It was a much better alternative instead of aimlessly wandering the gardens at the palace all alone.
Sallina picked up the bill before anyone else could. “Please, it is my pleasure to pay for lunch today.”
I thanked her graciously, touched by her gesture of kindness. “I’m really thankful for all this hospitality.”
“Oh darling, it’s nothing really.” Sallina patted my back as we walked out of the restaurant and down toward the market where vendors sold trinkets and novelty items.
Souvenirs and clothing adorned the shop walls and I stared in mesmerized awe at my surroundings, soaking it all in. There was so much to loo
k at. It was sensation overload but in the best way possible.
There were so many incredible things to look at and touch, I was like a kid in a candy store. “This market is really cool,” I confessed as the three of us leisurely strolled along.
“This would look really good on you.” Sallina picked up a black and white checkered dress with a slimming waist.
I had to admit, she was right. The dress was massively cute.
It might help me with my figure to wear it because it was conforming to curves.
She held it up to my body, gauging what it looked like without me trying it on. On a whim, I decided to be playful, so I posed as we giggled.
“You have good taste,” I offered politely.
“Thank you.” She bowed her head, pleased at my compliment.
“Should I get it? What do you think? Would Harkzak like it?” Maybe I could surprise him when he got home and wear it for him.
I was getting excited, talking animatedly and asking tons of questions to reassure myself that I was cute enough to pull off a sexy dress like this one.
“I think he would love it. It makes you look really gorgeous.” Sallina looked at Lizana who nodded her profound agreement.
“It’s not like you are not already really gorgeous,” Lizana added. “It’s just that…well, the dress compliments you.
I appreciated her efforts to make me feel better about myself and gave her a smile.
“Okay! I’ll buy it. I’m excited to show it to Harkzak. I want to look sexy for him.” I genuinely meant that statement with all my heart.
“You’ll look incredible in that dress. You are really beautiful, Lucy. You are blessed to have blonde hair and blue eyes. Harkzak is lucky to have you.”
I blushed at the compliment my new friend gave me. I guessed that Lizana had a point. I was different looking than anyone else here on Xicret, but maybe that made me more unique and special.
After I bought the dress, we walked out of the market. My heart leapt out of my chest as I saw Harkzak in the opposite direction on the other side of the road.
That was a random coincidence that made my heart sing with joy. I waved from across the street and mouthed the word ‘hi’.
I held up the bag, showing him that I was getting acclimated around town and even went shopping. I was proud and couldn’t wait to surprise him with the new dress. I intended to try it on as soon as I made it back to the palace.
He gave me prideful thumbs up as he walked along with one of his business partners. I could tell that he was visibly excited and pleased to see I was having a great time with my new girlfriends. It was a turning out to be a magical day after all.
Chapter Fifteen
Harkzak
“I didn’t know if I would like my food at the restaurant, but it turned out to be actually quite delicious.”
I watched Lucy talk animatedly with her hands about her day out with Sallina and Lizana. I was amused and delighted by her positive experience.
“I’m glad you had fun with them.” I gave her a hug, no doubt excited for her that she was making new friends along the way. Her eyes were sparkling, dazzling with magic.
“Is everything alright?”
I looked up, apparently not aware that she was underlyingly scrutinizing me. “What? Oh, yes-of course. Everything is fine.”
I smiled even though everything was not fine. I was living a lie at Lucy’s expense. Her happiness was built on a foundation of untruth. The Looking Eye was the culprit in the turmoil that rocked my guilt to the core.
The words were on the tip of my tongue, threatening to burst forth if I wasn’t careful. I knew the right thing to do was to tell Lucy the Looking Eye was a sham, but I hated to see her happiness and joy vanish like fog at the dawn.
“Oh. Okay. Well you just seem a little distracted, that’s all.” Lucy sat up straight and looked at me questioningly as if I weren’t convincing.
“I promise, everything is alright.” I kissed her delicate cheek tenderly to ease her doubtful mind. If I couldn’t even believe myself, why should she?
To my relief, Lucy temporarily bought my assurance, at least for now. She began her bubbly chattering once again.
“I can’t wait to hang out with them again. They are true real friends. They seemed so genuine you know?” Lucy glanced up at me seeking approval and agreement.
I nodded, trying to keep up the pace with her. I was getting lost in the moment of her talking about her new life and it was clear how peaceful she felt. I didn’t want to rip that joy of hers to shreds. Not yet.
Lucy shook her head as if reflectively and pensively plotting something in her mind. “I mean back home, those people I thought were my real friends really weren’t. They didn’t really care about me. I’m done with fake people.”
I halfway listened as she described her life back home and how everyone acted genuine around her, but they were really fake on the inside.
The torment of guilt lashed at me like the brutal winds of a hurricane. My subconscious rose above, clouding my mind with delusion.
I wanted Lucy to love living here because she wanted to be with me, not because she thought it was a hopeless cause back home.
I attempted to make myself feel better by thinking about how it wasn’t technically my fault. My father presented me with the Looking Eye and told me to give it to Lucy before revealing its falsehood.
“I want to do anything I can to make you happy.” The twinkle in her eye floored me with longing.
She bit her bottom lip with mischief and ran a hand through her long blond hair so seductively that it made me tremble.
“Really?” I tried to act surprised. She was in a spectacular mood and I expected her to try and be accommodating because that’s just who she was. She was sweet and innocent. She was my perfect girl.
“Yes, really. You are my soul mate. I know that now. How else would fate have brought us together?”
She slid next to me on the couch. Her bare thigh scorched my own leg with the soft touch of hers. Her skin looked like porcelain and seemed to almost glow next to the contrast of my blue skin.
“There are so many ways I want to make you happy.” Her eyes pierced me. Her voice was low and sexy like candy.
“Like what?” I swallowed hard, a tingling building inside my pants. I wanted her to elaborate and hash out specific details.
Lucy shrugged seductively and giggled playfully. “Whatever you want, sexy man.”
Her movements were fluid and calculated as she got on all fours. You would never know that she had been a virgin only days ago because she seemed so sexy and confident.
She inched so close to me that she was nearly on top of me. Her back pressed toward the ground as she arched her ass up in the air and wiggled it around.
I swallowed hard. My breath quickened as my pulse raced. I became sweaty and flushed with electric heat.
“You’re taunting me, aren’t you?” I dared a look in her sky, blue eyes that were dazzling with naughtiness.
“I can be whatever you want me to be.” She sighed as the words expelled from her throat in a sexy, soft moan that rocked me into oblivion.
I was grateful for the change in subject. I didn’t want to talk about her life back home ever again. If I could make love to her over and over that was perfect for me.
It wasn’t like she could ever go back to Earth anyway so what was the point in torturing her with the truth?
She didn’t behave like my prisoner here and I certainly didn’t want her to assume that she wasn’t my princess. It was for the best to just try to push ahead forward.
I was more than willing now to let her carry on with her little seduction party, because it meant that she would stop saying the words that shot through my heart. Sex was a welcomed distraction in my eyes.
My conscious was killing me. I needed to let go of the past because it was clear that Lucy was willing to do the same thing.
Perhaps all I needed right then was a good ole fash
ioned fucking session with my new mate and soon to be bride Lucy.
I was craving an orgasm. I wanted to dump my hot load inside her tight little pussy. I was lucky because I got the chance to live out my perfect fantasies on one of the most attractive human girls that Xicret had ever seen.
My cock was pulsing, longing for her. I wanted to make her cum over and over. I loved to hear her moaning as she climaxed. It was a brilliant sound to my ears. I wanted to become one together as we wrestled naked and sweaty between the sheets.
“Oh, I almost forgot something.” Lucy popped up and stood up next to me. She bounced on her heels and clapped her hands together with excited animation.
I had to let out a little laugh. She was so amusing, a budding, blossoming flower of delight.
“What?” I put my hands behind my head, wondering what she was talking about and why she halted her tantalizing display of affection so suddenly.
She still remained happy and calm, so that was all that mattered to me. She was cute and adorable in an Earthy, sensual way.
“I bought you a present.” She winked proudly.
“A present?” I sat up, intrigued and suddenly rippled with curiosity.
Lucy nodded with feisty enthusiasm. “Yep, and I think you are gonna like it.”
“Well let’s see what it is then. You are keeping me in suspense.” I tossed my hands in the air playfully.
She was enormous amounts of fun to be around and hang out with. I hated to see a time when she would hate me if I caved about the truth. Would I ever let go of the guilt and eventually tell her the truth about the Looking Eye? I still was treading uncertain water on that subject.
“Ok, I’ll be right back.” She started to walk away but then called over her shoulder, “don’t go anywhere.”
I rolled my eyes and laughed. “I’ll stay put, I promise.” Naturally, I kept my eyes on her curvy body as she strutted away with a sexy stroll.
“Cross your heart?” she called out again as a question.
I was confused at her statement. I assumed it was a language barrier thing. “I’m sorry, what do you mean?” I asked in response.
