“Wake up!” she growled hissed, in a voice that seemed to hover on the heights of exasperation. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. My hand was resting on the lion’s mane, that was the coarse hair I felt, and – over all the absurdity of the situation – I breathed a sigh of relief: no matter how drunk I am, I’m not going to get into bed with a woman with such wiry hair! When she finally climaxed she let out a scream so piercing that I’m sure even the aliens who organized the show heard it. There were two huge tanks, and when we got closer we saw that water was flowing from one of them. Yes, our captors had thought of everything. “For now, we’re looking for a place to take shelter and be safe,” I replied and started along the wall.
