“Yeah, I tried to get this week off so I could study for finals, but Bradley wouldn’t hear it.”
“Great! If they could do it, then so should I. She was quiet for a moment, and I opened my eyes to see she was typing again on her invisible screen. I thanked her for the painkillers, and left her office. This seemed to set her off again, and our mutual fluids started to dribble down my legs. I woke up immediately, when I felt Lela’s switches close to me, and everyone else’s switches vanish. “That was good!” I heard the alien say cheerfully, the dual tones of her voice sounding melodic. “Wait until I get undressed!” She demanded after she worked out the words in English. What a change from her initial reaction to my meddling. “What position do you want to try next?” I groaned as I heard her ask me that. “Lay down,” I instructed her, and despite her earlier anger, she meekly complied. “Our genetic code is different. Not about Bradley.
