Don’t be fooled! The alien’s deviousness is only matched by his ability to manipulate. Be wary! ||| “I can’t believe I survived that,” “Your meal was excellently presented, Kilana.” Valan’s black eyes looked troubled as he stared at her. “Was there something amiss that I had not noticed?” “Yeah,” she all but hissed at him. “The drive home.” “It was most excellent.” He grinned. “Although your land vehicles are arcane at best, and not very fuel efficient or friendly to your environment, they are fun to accelerate around sharp curves.” “Sharp curves?” She began to stutter as he slowly began to unbutton the fly to those very tight jeans. Shaking her head, she went back to her conversation, shrugging off the feelings of lust that were always simmering just under the surface when it came to him. “You almost killed us racing those bikers.” “Motorcycles are what I want to learn next.” He showed all his pointed teeth. “There is something about the sound they make…”
