Several days after meeting Betty, Barsork felt his communication badge vibrate. He checked his calendar to make sure he was not mistaken and then stepped outside with a deep breath. He wasn’t due to contact his brother for another twenty-four hours, and the fact that he was being called early made him nervous.

As soon as he was out of danger of any human’s over hearing him he clicked his communication badge on. His brother’s ruff voice could be heard loud and clear as if he were standing directly beside him.

“Well Barsork, have you put together my list for the week yet?”

Barsork cleared his throat and pulled the paper from his jacket pocket. “I have the list, but why are you asking me for it now?”

There was a long pause before Carzon’s voice came through. “It is my prerogative when to call upon you, my brother. You are lucky that I let you live after our last encounter. As punishment for your doubt, you have agreed to provide me a list of women when I desire it.

“The women you have provided so far have done much better than I anticipated. They are very fertile. Some of them have even been known to have more than one child at a time, brother. Can you imagine such a thing? The demand for such women has brought in the wealthiest of clientele. Once again my name and the name of our planet is being spoken around the galaxy.

“My brother, we must meet these demands at any cost. That is why I have contacted you early. I am sending another abduction team for another ten girls. We are moving the frequency up.”

Barsork ran his fingers through his hair in angry frustration. There were reasons why things were being done the way they were. No matter how many times he tried to explain things to Carzon, he never seemed to make any progress. Earth was not like other planets. There were strange laws here, and abductions of this nature would bring suspicion.

On other planets things were not done this way, but on Earth crimes were set in stone and carried horrid punishments. If a crime was committed on Barsork’s home planet, death was the sentence. Here people were locked up in cells, many of them tortured, starved, and left to stare at walls for years on end until insanity sunk in.

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.