A handful of girls stood and obediently distributed the sheets of paper, one per person, along the length and breadth of the table. Once we each had our own sheet in front of us, the GC announced, “Women of Girltown, this list shows the name of the ‘companion’ you have been selected to learn from. Both prior to being received and during reception.
As of now, we are reluctant to send this digitally to your devices, so bear with us here as we dabble in the olde worlde of ‘hard copies.’” Dorring joked. My eyes scanned the list until I found my name and the name of my ‘companion.’ Thor.
“As you can see, the Nordic’s have given themselves names for our benefit only. They have chosen easily recognizable names, and it seems these assignments all come from the names of our Gods.” I liked it. I thought it was cool that I was about to have a ‘companion’ (Whatever ‘companion’ meant) named Thor. I rifled through the rest of the papers trying to find an image of my guide.
“Here is where you’ll find an accurate representation of your companion,” The Golden Chair slapped a stack of sheets in front of her. “They are in alphabetical order, so it might make sense if all the people who have names beginning with ‘A’ to stand up first, and so on.” She pulled her hand away, and the women around the table began to descend on the pile, murmuring amongst themselves about what letter in the alphabet they held. I heard the chair next to me scrape the floor as Adlyn stood. “Well, I’m ‘L,' so I guess I’ll go and see what my guy looks like,” before she left, the sheet she was holding dropped to my eye level, and I could see her name, and was just quick enough to make the name entered next to hers. Loki. Interesting.
I waited until ‘S’ had come and gone, and I stood. Only a handful of people were left at the table, as the remainder had their pictures and were engaged in excited babble around the edges of the boardroom. I spied the name before I saw the image. Thor. My eyes cast downward to the picture below the Nordic God’s name. My legs nearly buckled. He was beautiful. I felt my eyes flood with tears as I carried the photograph to a slightly quieter corner of the grand room.
Hair was white as snow, pulled back from a perfectly curved forehead. Strong, contoured cheekbones sweeping up under impossibly ultra-violet eyes. There was a liveliness to the eyes, a sense of humor even. I could see the mischief dancing in those glittering pupils. Thick neck leading to broad, angular shoulders. Skin so pale blue it looked like it came from another dimension. And, maybe this was true. A warrior’s nose. Strong, true and proud stood balanced perfectly in the center of the Nordic’s handsome face. His lips were plump and wide, and I could have sworn that the corners were turned up ever so slightly. His arms were by his sides, and the contours and bulges were certainly Godlike. My eyes dropped a little lower; to the Nordic’s chest. Well formed, robust, and …. What. The. Fuck. Is. That?
Leaning against the alien warrior's chest was … well, it was his cock, okay. Or, rather, cocks. Two baseball bats, erect, alive and standing to confident attention, the heads of the alien’s phalli resting just below the line of his nipples. My mouth went dry. And then I salivated. I felt sick. I wanted to punch the air and dance. I wanted to lie down and cry.
But, ultimately? Yum!
“Ladies, gather up your stuff, go home for the rest of the day and try to get a handle on all this. It’s a lot to process. You will receive all the answers about what you need to know before receiving day from your companion. He will channel you as and when you have questions. We have five days before being received. I wish us all the best of luck.”
To be continued ….
Afterword
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