Catching her breath, she leaned against the plastic building smirking. The authorities on this planet were such suckers! Holy crap, she'd walked out the front door with it for god's sake! Just how stupid were they? Holding up the protective container she smiled, this was going to set up her for a while that was for sure. That is if her buyer was on the up and up, smirking again she thought, well I'd just kill him if he wasn't.

An hour later she'd made the space port with still no pursuit at all. Cripes! Were they really that nonchalant about the whole business? Boarding the space liner she kept her guard up, it had saved her in the past and she wasn't about to stop. Finally alone in her cabin she removed the vial from the protective case. Opening it up, she looked at her loot. Damn if it didn't appear to be a vial of...? What the hell? Semen? Smirking she thought well guess it takes all kinds.

She'd be onboard her ship soon, the space liner was good but nowhere near as secure as her ship. Pulling her com she set up an extremely long and difficult code. Finally ready she nodded and opened the frequency.

"Yes," Came a hissing male voice. "My time is precious, speak or I'll hunt you down!"

Her simulated, deeply male sounding voice came out of the hissing male's com. "I have the desired product. As agreed or I'll be hunting. Are we clear Baroton? Deception, loss of payment, accompaniment, will cause a hunt that you will NOT enjoy."

Just then she felt the ship slip into hyper space. Smiling she listened as the male gulped and replied. "We are very clear. Time?"

"I use the ancient earth empire time, less complicated; two of their days, one half of your secons." The woman replied.

"Agreed, where we set to meet. Your agent? As I assume you will not be there." The male asked.

Here the woman smiled, "a nema colored (yellow) head growth, human female. Your agent?"

This made the male smile; he'd heard that the earth females were weak and completely delicious! It was a damn shame there were so few left, well that he knew of. "A simple Grontec (Lizard type) biped servant."

The woman smiled when she saw that Baroton the Grontec was getting excited. She wondered if his planet still had the hundred year death penalty. Smiling larger she had a few surprises for Baroton. Looking closer at his excited Lizard penis as it lengthened she smiled larger, yes she had more than a few surprises for him.

Opening another com she said, "I am going to the Grontec home world, trace and follow in two days." A beeping tone gave her the acknowledgement she expected. She spent the rest of the day updating all the equipment. Including what she was remotely controlling at the point where they were to meet, well close to it. Smiling she hoped that Baroton was more lively this time than he was the last time she talked to him.

The next day the ship landed, an announcement telling everyone that they were there. Donning a holo-projector she walked off the ship looking like a male Grontec. Smiling she knew that the projector made her look huge and bad tempered. More than a few people moved out of the way as she moved to the front of the embarkation line.

"Hey you!" Came a voice speaking the Grontec language.

Turning she stared at the approaching guard. "You do not like being able to walk do you?" She replied with a growl in the Grontec language. The guard stopped short staring at the huge, apparently male Grontec, business merchant.

The guard steeled himself up, resuming his defensive approach. "You special or something? Get back in line before..."

The woman concentrated and hit the guard in the neck effectively snapping it. "I guess life was far too easy on you." Spitting in the guards dead face the woman said, "Go to Tranda! (Grontec equivalent of hell). Worthless!"

Several more guards came running up looking at the scene. "What has gone on here?" The leader of the troops asked.

"The worthless one tried to make me go back in line behind all these." The woman pointed to all the other alien passengers. "I took my right as a citizen, he tried to stop me. He is dead, I regained my honor." At this the woman drew a sinister looking dagger and cut the dead guards throat, removing a grey organ. As the others watched she opened her mouth and downed it.

"It was an honor to see one who still honors the old ways!" The leader of the guards said. "This will never happen again. We will toast you tonight over the torture pit! Let's go! Throw that worthless one to the scavengers."

The woman leaned close and said, "A fitting end to this waste of air!"

Walking away the woman rounded a corner stopping to push a button on the holo-projector. Immediately the vision of a different Grontec appeared around her. Smiling again she checked the power and saw she was good for another two hours.

Going to her appointed hut she set all her traps and alarms. Also remembering to set her matter transporter in case a quick escape was needed. Satisfied that the shields could withstand a small nuclear explosion she laid down to rest a bit.

An hour and a half later her alarm went off as she clenched the gun under her pillow. The alarm was just letting her know it was time. Checking the charge on her holo-projector she saw that it was almost back at five hours. Shaking her head she was glad she'd spent the extra creds to get the power converter, as of yet it hadn't failed her. Smiling she loaded up all her equipment and checked what was near the meeting place.

It was nearly half an hour later hour later when a rather plain transport pulled up at a small oasis in the Grontec desert. The Grontec desert wasn't all that large but it was completely deserted, very hot, and lifeless. Smiling she thought the perfect meeting place and ambush spot.

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**********************As It Starts******************

Susan glanced at the rear view mirror to check her appearance. A young wife and mother she was still very attractive. She had kept herself in shape, running and dieting. She had an attractive figure, with large breast that were very firm with no sag at all. That was why her husband, David, wanted to meet her today at a secluded Bed and Breakfast. He had sad that he had a little afternoon excitement planned for her. Even after 10 years of marriage, he always wanted to do something a little daring.

Generally, she would not take off from work for this sort of thing, but she was feeling very sexy today, no she was feeling rather Hot. Because of half a dozen reasons, she and David hadn’t made love in three days. So when David called, her nipples tingled with excitement and she could feel the moisture between her legs in anticipation of what was to come.

She smoothed her skirt and again looked in the mirror. Her hair was pulled behind her ears; she had applied a little extra makeup for affect, including the lipstick that David liked so well. Even though she had been at work, she felt she looked great in the tan, A-line skirt, white blouse, and jacket. Professional, but with the white thong, sheer bra, and thigh-high hose underneath, sexy enough to send a clear message to her husband, “I want you.”

Susan was unsure about the directions. She had thought David had said to turn right at the last roundabout, but now as her car winded down the secluded highway, she was unsure.

He had said it would only take an hour from town, and it had already been well over that. Unsure, Susan tried to call David on her cell phone but she was so far out in the countryside that there was no service. She decided to stop at a pay phone and searched for a place to call David and clarify how to get to where he was. She saw a restaurant up ahead, the first sign of life she had come across in the past twenty minutes and hoped that they would have a phone that she could use.

Already late as she pulled into the gravel parking lot, Susan, in a hurry did not notice the line of Motorcycles parked just to the side of the building. She rushed through the door; spotted the pay phone near the restrooms and rushed to call David at the number he had given her for the B & B. After several rings she received a message that the number was not in service. Damn she thought, “I must have written it down wrong”.

She was startled as she turned and saw two men blocking her path to the door. One was over six feet tall with a scruffy beard and tattoos up and down both arms. The other was not as tall, but fat, with a huge beer belly and greased stained shirt and jeans.

She mumbled an “Excuse me” and tried to move past the two men. She winced as the larger one grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him.

She protested loudly and she was forced to follow him toward another man sitting at the bar. Susan then became aware of her surroundings. There must have been at least 40 men and 10 women in the restaurant, all with various tattoos, chains, grease-stained jeans, and lustful looks in their eyes.

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