by Zara Zenia
Barsork shivered at the thought of suffering such a fate. “Carzon, please listen. You cannot abduct this many women from the same place. Already there is talk about missing women. Even though I am only sending you locations of women from bad homes, still there is talk.
“We may have to change our location or start abducting more random women. Eventually, they are going to catch on to the fact that all these women visited my clinic. You do not understand the horror they would do to me if I were caught.”
Carzon’s laughter came back through the communication badge. “My brother, I do not care what they do to you, as long as I get my women. If you do not wish to get caught, then be smarter. They are only human’s after all. Now give me my list, the abduction team will be in place tomorrow.”
Regretfully, Barsork read off the list of names from his pocket. When he got to number nine he hesitated and then skipped over the name. He had almost forgotten that he had written Betty’s name down when he had read her file at the clinic. After all she was single, she came from a family that would not miss her, and she had no boyfriend that would look for her.
Now, Barsork couldn’t imagine having Betty end up at the auction house, sold to the highest bidder. He read off the last name on his list and stopped. After several long seconds Carzon’s low voice sounded again. This time Barsork could clearly hear the threat in his voice.
“This is only nine names, Barsork. Our agreement was for ten.”
Barsork’s mind began working quickly as he ran through the list of name he remembered from the computers appointment schedule. “You called a day early, Carzon,” he said quickly. “The tenth woman has an appointment in the morning. I wanted to make sure she would not be a problem. If you want the name now though I can give it to you.”
Without waiting for a response Barsork rattled off the name and address from memory, buying himself another week. He needed to see how his date with Betty went before he made any kind of decisions. Carzon seemingly appeased for the moment, clicked off the communication badge and Barsork breathed a sigh of relief.
As much as Barsork hated the way people were treated on this planet, he still felt that there was something fundamentally wrong with what they were doing. Not to mention the fact that if they were ever caught, he would be the one hung out to dry.
He was under no delusion about what would happen to him. None of his people, especially Carzon, would risk a rescue. In fact, Carzon would probably laugh and have a hearty drink over the loss of his brother.
Barsork walked slowly back to his meager apartment, all the while thinking about Betty and her captivating eyes.
Betty rolled over in her sleep and slammed the pillow down over her head trying to block out the noise. Jenny and her latest boyfriend had been going at it for over an hour and all Betty wanted to do was get some sleep.
The sounds of Jenny’s loud moans and screams of pleasure could surely be heard all throughout the dorm, and yet she had no concern for who could hear. As far as Betty could tell this was the third boyfriend in as many weeks and each time seemed even more intense than the one before.
This latest one had been in the dorm for two days straight. With the exception of the occasional trip to the bathroom, and the one time they stopped long enough to scarf down a pizza, the two had not stopped.
At first, Betty had tried to stay out of the dorm entirely, but after several hours of wandering around campus, she had finally given up and just tried to ignore them.
Now she was at her wits end and with complete loss of control, she stood up and walked over to Jenny’s bed ripping the covers off. “Will you two please stop screwing long enough for the rest of the world to get some sleep!” Betty screamed as the two looked up at her curiously.
Jenny threw her legs over the corner of the bed with a huff. “Just because you want to be a virgin forever, doesn’t mean the rest of us should have to be.”
The naked man beside her stood up, his still hard member standing at attention. He looked Betty over suggestively and began touching himself. “Hey Jenny, if your friend wants’ to join, I think I could manage.”
Jenny chuckled to herself, her plump breasts bouncing with the laughter. “Betty is too straight laced for that. She tries to pretend that she doesn’t think about it or want it, but we all know she secretly masturbates to the sound of our screams. Isn’t that right, Betty?”
Betty threw her arms in the air in frustration. “If I were to masturbate, it certainly wouldn’t be to the two of you.” She shot back before stomping off back to her side of the room and crawling under the covers. She groaned loudly when several seconds later the sounds of sex began even louder than before.
For some reason at that moment, thoughts of Barsork flashed in her mind. His chiseled muscles and fierce dark eyes that seemed to look deeply into her soul. His long curly black hair that though completely untamed, seemed somehow more masculine than anything she had ever seen.
She wondered at what it would be like to make love for the first time with someone like Barsork, instead of the creep in the bed next to her. As she listened to the moans of Jenny’s boyfriend, she imagined what it would be like if those moans were coming from Barsork. What would it be like to bring him that kind of pleasure?
Betty couldn’t help but imagine what kind of lover he would be, and before she realized what she was doing her fingers had found their way to her private parts. She had masturbated before, but not often, and generally not with any real sense of pleasure. Somehow this time felt different to her. As though she could picture Barsork kissing her neck and her body.
The sounds of Jenny and her boyfriend making love somehow intensified her thoughts, where before they had been a source of anger. Now she imagined that those sounds were coming from her and Barsork instead. That he was on top of her pressing himself into her.
She remembered what he had said in the coffee shop to her. “I see a beautiful woman like yourself and I think to myself, I would love to make this woman my mate and have a family and a life together.” For some reason the thought of him saying those words to her and meaning them excited her even more.
For the first time that Betty could remember, she completely lost touch with the world around her and found herself in a realm of fantasy and pleasure. She forgot about Jenny and her boyfriend, she forgot about school, and she simply pictured Barsork making love to her.
She could hear herself moaning as her fingers touched her most private parts. Without thought, she pushed her fingers inside and began pumping herself against her hand. In her mind she was making love to Barsork and he to her. Even though she knew nothing about him, for some reason she wanted him more in that moment than anything, and she was helpless to fight against the urge.
Betty had no concept of time in that place of fantasy, but with wild abandon she finally felt her body release itself and herself panting and moaning in ecstasy. As soon as it was over, she felt her face turn red as she realized that Jenny and her boyfriend had to have known what she was doing.
With horror and embarrassment she pulled the covers all the way over herself and listened as the two beside her climaxed. Over and over again in her mind she hoped that they had been too busy with each other that they had not heard her. She heard the sound of a lighter and the smell of cigarette smoke, and then heard the man’s voice.
“I am so glad you decided to join in after all. I haven’t come that hard in a long time. Thanks, sweetheart.”
Betty groaned and rolled over on her side to the laughter of Jenny and the boy with the cigarette.
Chapter Five
Barsork
Barsork checked himself one last time in the mirror, grabbed the keys to his car and headed out. He had been thinking of nothing else for days except Betty. Several nights earlier he had felt a sudden desire to be with her and since then his mind could not focus on anything else.
Now that the night of their date was at hand, he found himself somewhat nervous. A trait he was completel
y unfamiliar with, and was not sure how to handle. Eventually he sighed in frustration unable to calm his racing nerves. He slammed the car door and sped down the street toward the college campus and the address on the back of the coffee shop napkin.
At nine on the dot, he pulled up in front of Betty’s dorm and stepped out holding two dozen red roses. He had read all the customs of human dating rituals and flowers seemed to be mandatory. Even though everything he read said a dozen, he figured that two dozen would bring him twice the luck.
Betty
Betty heard a car horn and looked out the window from her third floor dorm. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Barsork leaning casually against his red Porsche holding what looked to be a garden of red roses. She smiled down to him and waved. “I’ll be right down,” she screamed out the window.
Barsork glanced up at her and smiled, melting her heart. She jumped back from the window and grabbed her small purse as Jenny leaned out the window in her place.
“Wow! That’s your date? Holy cow, if you don’t want him, I’ll take him,” Jenny said as she hooted out the window.
Barsork’s eyes took on a flinty look filled with contempt, but Jenny hardly seemed to notice.
Betty glanced in the mirror and sighed. “I look terrible,” she whined.
Jenny rushed over and took of Betty’s glasses. “Put in your contacts for goodness sakes.”
Betty quickly put in her contacts as Jenny rushed around and grabbed a see through shirt.
“Put this on instead,” she said.
Betty looked at the shirt in disgust. “He’s not that kind of a person, Jenny. I think he would get mad if I wore something like that.”
Jenny looked at the shirt in her hand and shook her head. “Suit yourself. You are on the pill now, right?” Jenny asked seriously.
Without answering, Betty stepped out of the dorm and closed the door firmly behind her. She couldn’t help but notice the envious glares of the other girls in the dorm as she made her way to Barsork's car.
Like a true gentleman he handed her the flowers and opened the car door for her. After she was tucked safely inside, Barsork went to the driver’s side and hopped in.
“You look absolutely beautiful tonight,” he said without even the slightest hint of self-consciousness.
She beamed at him, her smile lighting up her eyes. “Thank you so much for the flowers. They smell wonderful. You are looking quite handsome yourself.”
Barsork
Barsork started down the street to the movie theater hoping that his heart wasn’t as loud as it sounded to him. “I’ve been looking forward to this all week. I’m glad you decided to come,” he said softly as he reached across the car and laid his hand softly on hers.
Betty blushed, but curled her fingers around his all the same. He watched a beautiful shade of pink spread across her cheeks as she bit her lip, sounding breathy as she said, “I wouldn’t have missed this for anything.”
Barsork pulled into the parking lot and walked around to open the door for her, and then bought two tickets to the movie she picked, got popcorn and two drinks and then headed in. He had not been to a movie since being on Earth, but he had read that it was the thing to do on a date.
Half way through the movie, he still had not taken his eyes off of Betty. She glanced over to see him staring at her, and even in the darkness he could see her blush. His hand came up almost of its own accord and brushed softly against her cheek. She sighed and leaned against his hand feeling the warmth of his touch.
Betty
For the rest of the movie they simply stared into each other’s eyes and ran their fingers against each other’s faces and hands. For some reason Betty didn’t feel even the slightest bit of embarrassment of self-consciousness. Time seemed to stop moving altogether as they looked into each other.
When the movie was finally over and the lights came back on, Betty was surprised. It seemed to her that they had just barely sat down, and she couldn’t remember anything at all about the movie.
Without a word, Barsork took her hand, and helped her to her feet and they walked quietly out to his car. When they were both inside Betty was scared to break the silence in fear that the magic of the evening would somehow be ruined.
Barsork turned to her and cupped her chin in his strong hand. “I believe I invited you to a movie and then coffee. Are you still interested in the coffee?” His voice was so deep and rich that Betty felt herself swooning as though she had too much to drink.
She slowly nodded her head. “I would very much like to share coffee with you,” she whispered, her cheeks once again turning slightly pink.
Barsork drove through a drive through and ordered them two coffees and then he drove to a secluded park not far away. “I thought it would be nice to drink our coffee together in private this time,” Barsork said.
Betty smiled and nodded her head as she sipped slowly at her hot beverage. “I’ve had an amazing time tonight, Barsork. Thank you so much for asking me out.”
“So have I,” he answered. “Betty, have you ever thought about leaving this place. Going someplace where the people are different.”
Betty looked deeply into his eyes. “I think about it all the time. That’s why I’m studying so hard in school, so that I can get out of this horrid place and go somewhere that people understand me. Sometimes, I just want to disappear and leave it all behind. Do you ever feel like that?”
Barsork took the coffee from her and set it down in the cup holder beside him, leaving the middle clear. “I feel like that all the time,” he said softly. He took her hand in his and looked longingly into her eyes. “I’ve never felt like this before,” he whispered softly.
“Neither have I,” Betty responded without even really understanding why. She leaned closer to him and laid her hand against his chest feeling the muscles ripple, and the loud thudding of his heartbeat.
Suddenly the image of his lips around hers flooded into her mind as it had several nights earlier and she wanted nothing more than for it to be real. As if reading her mind, Barsork leaned in toward her and she felt the wild sensation of his lips against hers.
The sensation was unlike anything she had ever known. Her body began to tingle from head to toe in wave after wave of intense desire. The feeling of his lips against hers was like a key in a lock, and for the first time she felt complete in a way she had never known could exist.
At first gentle, the kiss soon became full of passion and heat as their lips pressed against each other in need. Betty gasped with pleasure as he parted her lips and she tasted his tongue inside her mouth. With a moan of desire, she matched his movements with her own and a surge ran through her body like jolts of electricity.
She wanted him. She wanted him in a way that she never knew a person could be wanted, and she knew that he wanted her too. All her life she had known the feeling of neglect and rejection, and now for the first time she knew what it felt like to be wanted.
Barsork pulled out of the kiss breathing hard and Betty could see the rise in his pants. “It is not right for me to do this. I must take you home now,” he said abruptly.
Betty stared at him not comprehending at first. “What do you mean it’s not right? Don’t you want me?” she asked feeling like her heart was breaking.
Barsork looked at her and laid his hand along the side of her face. “I want you more than I have a right to want you, Betty. But I cannot allow myself to take you in this way. You have said to me that you are a virgin, and it is important for me to show you love first. Please Betty, it may sound strange to you, but this is something I must do. Please, come on another date with me.”
Betty felt a tear flow down her cheek. She had never felt so cared for in all her life. She nodded her head quickly as she wiped at her tears. “Yes Barsork, I would love to go out with you again.”
She saw him sigh with relief and realized for the first time that he was nervous. She leaned over and kissed him gently and tenderly on his lips. “Thank
you for caring more about me, than about what I can give you,” she said softly.
Without hesitation he leaned his forehead against hers. “Betty, I feel you have destroyed my soul forever, and I shall never get it back. What things have you done to me this night?”
Without waiting for a response he handed her back her coffee and started the engine. Twenty minutes later he pulled up to her dorm and walked around to open the door for her. He kissed her cheek softly and she turned to walk inside. She turned back to see him standing there in the same spot still watching her and with total abandon she ran back to him and threw herself in his arms.
His lips were around hers in a single breath and his strong arms held her to him. The world around her faded and suddenly her feet were off the ground and she could feel herself being pressed against the car. She wrapped her legs around Barsork’s waist as he held her to the car pressing his lips against hers. She could feel how big he was and she groaned loudly as he kissed her.
Finally with a great deal of strength she pulled herself away from him and he set her feet back on the ground. “Just in case I never see you again,” she whispered softly. “I wanted one last kiss.”
Barsork laughed deeply. “You will see me again, Betty. I promise.” He handed her the two dozen roses to take with her. When she was safely back inside the dorm, Barsork climbed into his car and headed back to his apartment.
Chapter Six
Barsork
By the time Barsork got back to his apartment he was nearly mad with desire. The thought of how close he had come was overwhelming. He wondered what it would be like to fall in love with a woman like Betty, and marry her, and have a child together without all the complications that the world imposed.
