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Alien Penetration
By
Kaitlyn O’Connor
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© copyright by Kaitlyn O’Connor, June 2009
Cover Art by Eliza Black, June 2009
ISBN 978-1-60394-318-5
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
www.newconceptspublishing.com
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author’s
imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or
events is merely coincidence.
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Chapter One
Exhilaration swelled within Simone as she crossed the parking lot and sensed the
almost electric excitement that seemed to vibrate the very air around her. It was more
than the deep bass that pulsed rhythmically through the pavement beneath her feet and
made its way all the way up through the soles of her shoes and inside of her. It was more
than the song, although she realized as she drew closer to the nightclub that it was a
favorite and the tempo made her heart thump a little harder, made her feel suddenly as if
she was moving to the rhythm she found so appealing. Every step, every pulse of her
heart, even the sway of her body seemed to synchronize with the rhythm, seemed
transformed into dance, but it was only a manifestation of the joy surging through her,
not the cause of it.
She felt as giddy as a teenager on her first night of freedom, looking forward to
her first taste of the nightlife, when her entire life lay before her as one great adventure
she couldn’t wait to experience.
She was looking forward to meeting up with her friends and discovering what the
‘special treat’ was that they’d thought up to surprise her with for her birthday, but there
was nothing particularly special about the birthday itself. In point of fact, she’d begun to
dread each anniversary that marked her as another year older, another year past her peak
‘freshness date’. If not for the card she’d received in the mail, she thought it was more
likely that she would being looking forward to her night with more dread than
anticipation. Very likely she would’ve been trying to think of a way to wiggle off the
hook and stay home to mope.
The unthinkable had happened, though—she hoped.
She’d tried to tamp the almost hysterical thrill that had swamped her when she’d
finally gotten over the shock of the card. She’d tried not to allow hope to take hold, to
brace herself for bad news, and had failed miserably.
Tomorrow, her heart might be broken, but tonight she was going to allow herself
to believe because she couldn’t prevent it.
Sharon and Denise were standing in the doorway waiting for her, she discovered,
drinks in hand and a buzz already going if their behavior was any indication. The minute
they spied her, they started jumping up and down, screaming and giggling, as if
they
were
teenagers when it was as far behind them as it was her. In point of fact, both of them
were ‘settled’ and had been for several years at least. In the real world, Sharon was a
mother of three—two of which were already in school, or at least pre-school. Denise
only had one chick so far, but she’d given her husband notice that ‘they’ would be
pregnant again before the end of the year. She didn’t want too much of an age difference
between her children.
Maybe they were going through their second childhood, Simone thought ruefully,
trying to tamp the heat of embarrassment in her cheeks as she waved back at them?
Both women surged forward, breaking the line going in and pointing her out,
reminding the cashier that they’d already paid her cover charge. The cashier turned to
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look at her and motioned her forward.
Glancing apologetically at the people in line around her, Simone inched around
them and held out her hand for the man at the door to stamp it.
Sharon and Denise grabbed her the minute he’d finished and dragged her through
the door and inside the nightclub. The noise hit her like a physical blow. The club was
rocking and filled, Simone thought a little worriedly, past the legal capacity. Was it
typical of the place, she wondered? Or was something special on the agenda for the
night?
Talking ninety miles an hour, her two friends plowed their way through the
crowd, dragging her behind them. She had no idea what their destination was or what
they were saying since she could only catch a word now and then over the buzz of
conversations around her and the blaring music. Nothing of any real significance, she
was sure, but she smiled and nodded whenever they glanced at her.
It had been a while since she’d been in a bar—several years, although she wasn’t
in the mood to figure it up. She couldn’t see that things had changed much … except that
she and her friends seemed to fit more into the ‘older’ crowd instead of the younger
crowd that made up the vast majority of partiers as they once had.
The cloud of smoke floating nearly the ceiling was absent, too, she noted
unhappily, immediately feeling the pull for a shot of nicotine just because she knew she
couldn’t have it.
She’d always been out of sync with the world, she thought ruefully, but she’d
made up her mind to quit like everyone else had or was trying to do these days.
And the world was going to be like Eden when all the smokers were gone, she
thought sarcastically, and no one would ever be sick again!
She banished her smokers’ rant from her mind with an effort, pushing the urge to
rush outside and smoke one back at the same time and forced a smile to her lips when she
saw that Sharon and Denise had led her to an elevated area in the very back of the club.
Embarrassment flooded her all over again when she saw they’d decorated the area set
aside for her party. Carla, Meg, and Shelly, friendly acquaintances from work, bounded
up from the benches around the picnic style table and bounced enthusiastically when she
arrived, screaming, “Yeah! The birthday girl!”
Oh god! How long had they been waiting, she wondered?
“Now we can par-ty!”
Simone couldn’t help but chuckle. “Y’all look like you’ve already been
partying!”
They all looked at each other blankly a moment and burst out laughing. Sharon
signaled frantically for a waitress. “You’re two jell-shots and one mixed drink behind
us! You’ll have to catch up!”
Discomfort and reluctance flickered through Simone, but after a moment she
dismissed it. She hadn’t planned on getting drunk, but her friends had gone to a lot of
trouble. She didn’t want to be a party-pooper!
Shrugging, she took the two jell-shots Sharon paid for and downed them, then
ordered a slow-gin fizz. The shots hit her nearly empty stomach like a volcanic
explosion. A wave of dizziness rolled over her within seconds. The ‘girls’ laughed
uproariously when she wobbled in her seat and grabbed the edges of the table. “My god!
What was in that?”
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“Absolute devastation!” Denise shot back at her, laughing. “Knocked you on
your ass!”
Duh! It felt like her eyeballs were rolling around in her head independently. “Oh
yeah,” she agreed, chuckling.
“Alrighty, then! Before we all get too snockered to figure out who brought what,
you have to do the unwrapping thing!”
“Oh, you didn’t!” Simone exclaimed. She’d noticed the pile of gifts on the table
immediately, of course, but she’d thought it was just there for decoration.
“Shut up and open them!” Sharon ordered her, grabbing one from the pile and
shoving it at her. “This is from me.”
A bizarre sense of unreality swept over her, but Simone grinned at her long time
friend and tore at the package with slightly exaggerated enthusiasm for her friend’s
benefit. Two tiny pieces of fabric joined with long, thin straps fell out on the table. It
was cherry red—whatever it was. Simone stared at it blankly.
Sharon uttered a snorting, crow of a laugh and snatched it up to display it. “Swim
suit!”
“Where’s the rest of it?” Simone asked, struggling with a mixture of horror and
amusement.
Sharon ‘modeled’ it for them, holding the itsy bitsy top over her breasts and then
swinging the even briefer bottom by one finger. “This is it!”
“I’m not wearing that—anywhere!” Simone said, laughing.
“Yes, you are!” Sharon and Denise both exclaimed in a singsong chorus, wearing
almost identical conspiratorial grins.
Her drink arrived. Denise threw a bill on the tray before Simone could drag
money out to pay. “Nope! Birthday girl doesn’t pay—until we run out of money,
anyway!”
More than a little uncomfortable, Simone smiled and thanked them, taking a
fortifying sip before she picked up the next package and looked at it suspiciously. She
already had a hell of a buzz from the two shots, but she wasn’t nearly toasted enough that
it didn’t occur to her that her ‘gifts’ were probably going to get progressively more
embarrassing.
She wouldn’t have worried about it if she
had
been toasted, or if she could’ve
convinced herself that no one else would notice. Her friends were making such a fuss,
though, that they were attracting attention despite the fact that the place was packed and
noisy enough no one should have paid them the least attention.
It was all in fun, she chided herself, and it wasn’t as if she actually knew anybody
except her friends. Like them think what they liked!
Shrugging inwardly, she braced herself and opened the next package. She hadn’t
adequately braced herself, she realized. A wave of shocked horror went through her
when she saw the larger-than-life—she wasn’t going to
believe
the thing was life-
sized!—penis drop to the table.
“This little jewel is called ‘black beauty’,” Meg crowed proudly, holding it up for
display on the palm of her hand for all to see and adding as she turned it on, “I put the
batteries in.”
It didn’t just vibrate! The damned thing
danced
! Simone gaped at it in horrified
fascination while the ‘girls’ went wild, giggling like teenagers and screaming with
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