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Alien World on Earth by Edwin R. Ellis

           NASA Biologist Laura Robinson was on her way to Antarctica for a six month assignment to search for conditions of life in the newly breached glacier lake which has been no fewer than five miles under the ice shelf for the least two hundred thousand years. Laura was included in the team to search for microbial life which may have developed under extreme conditions of the glacier lake. NASA has an interest in the project in preparation for the day they send a probe to Europa a distant moon of Jupiter.

       With an overnight stop in Miami, Laura decided to kick up her heals and stay in a hotel close to the nightlife of South Beach. She looked forward to a quiet dinner and perhaps some time in one of the many clubs up and down the strip. Being on the beach was a bonus.

       What happened next would rise to amazement by the entire scientific community. The chance encounter of alien life on South Beach was beyond the imagination of any field of science. I can only speculate as to the amazement and surprise of the discovery of humanoid aliens from a distant galaxy living in Miami Beach. The prevailing paradigm of life beyond Earth and the solar system has been filled with fictional stories by science fiction writers for centuries.

        Some of the best known biologist searched the four corners of Earth looking in remote areas for conditions which could support microbial life with a different biology from the carbon based life on Earth. With some success several extremophiles have been found in deep ocean vents and in the soil of caves and deep mines.

  

Laura decided to go out and hit a few of the famous clubs sprinkled along Beach Boulevard. She knew the next leg of her flight would be long and stressful. She was not looking forward to being cooped up in an outpost for six long months. She was young, beautiful, and unattached. She brought along a black cocktail dress for the occasion.

       It was not long before she caught the eye of Roger Bailey a local man of great wealth. Roger asked her to the dance floor. The Latin beat of the live salsa music was inviting. Laura was a bit timid, but agreed to dance. Roger swept Laura off her feet on the dance floor. Roger’s skill at the salsa took Laura by surprise as they melted into a mating dance fit for Rio.

     The crowd parted and watched with intensity as Roger and Laura let it all go. Laura was in the throes of Roger’s mating dance without escape. Their dance had the flavor of high intensity sex in front of a crowd of strangers, cheering them on, and on, as their bodies twisted and turned into bumps and grinds. Their dance created Miami heat so hot the air conditioner could not compete.

       Laura invited Roger to her hotel room without a second thought. She knew it was going to be a one night stand, but what the hell she thought. She was going to be kept in a cargo container of a home for the next six months. Besides, she was consumed by Roger’s moves on and off the dance floor. It was not long before they continued the mating dance shedding all resemblance of anything which could or would come between them. They were well beyond the first kiss and foreplay. The magnet of the bed called for them with the ringing of church bells signaling the defeat of Napoleon at waterloo.

     Roger signaling anticipation as they found themselves naked on the bed. The mood kept increasing to the point of cardinal desire. The once forbidden fruit was Roger’s for the picking. Each move on the bed was answered with the intensity of melting into a single point. Laura screamed with delight as she experienced multiple explosions discharging neuromuscular tensions at the height of sexual arousal. She was consumed in a river of delight. She grasped Roger’s back with finger nails extended carving canyons in his skin as he experienced the boundaries of pain and pleasure.

       Almost exhausted, Laura climbed on top of Roger thrusting her body downward. Squeezing out the last tinge of ecstasy. With each thrust of her body she was experiencing Hawthorne’s rocking horse first hand. They crossed the line of too many taboos. Laura thrust hard again and again against the hardness of Roger.

       Snap! The room echoed back as Laura slid to Roger’s side.

“Honey, Roger, what was that? What happened?”

       “Nothing major, it’s normal. The galaxy where I come from…all the males have a disposable penis.”