James let out a long low sigh as he sat down on a comfy armchair, his gaze directed out the window of his motel room. It had been a long couple of months, but the job was finally paying off. The young man subtly rubbed at his right arm, the same arm that had been blown off a few days ago. A new one had been cloned and reattached of course, but it still to some getting use to. His mercenary troop had been on this contract for the better part of six months now on this alien world. They had been fighting for one of the worlds nations, looking to expand their territory, and now they had, and James had gotten paid.
The night was the same as on earth, though if one looked they would be able to tell that they were not the same stars. In either case, for a little while the young merc was able to pretend. James was going to enjoy himself tonight, and maybe indulge for a few days, he certainly had credits to spare now. Slightly less now though, after the call he had placed a few minutes ago. Unlike back on earth, prostitution was legal and welcomed here, and the young man was looking forward to his encounter of the close kind. Others in the troop had already "sampled" the local fair, and they swore that it was the best time they had ever had, and they said to keep an open mind.
James waited, his mind wandering as the clock ticked closer to his allotted time. He was wondering what the other had meant by keeping an open mind. The merc knew that alien physiology was obviously different from his own, but that was nothing new. His mussing continued until the proximity alert on the door sounded, causing the young man to jump a little. Rising from the chair he made his way to the door, and opened it.
The night was the same as on earth, though if one looked they would be able to tell that they were not the same stars. In either case, for a little while the young merc was able to pretend. James was going to enjoy himself tonight, and maybe indulge for a few days, he certainly had credits to spare now. Slightly less now though, after the call he had placed a few minutes ago. Unlike back on earth, prostitution was legal and welcomed here, and the young man was looking forward to his encounter of the close kind. Others in the troop had already "sampled" the local fair, and they swore that it was the best time they had ever had, and they said to keep an open mind.
James waited, his mind wandering as the clock ticked closer to his allotted time. He was wondering what the other had meant by keeping an open mind. The merc knew that alien physiology was obviously different from his own, but that was nothing new. His mussing continued until the proximity alert on the door sounded, causing the young man to jump a little. Rising from the chair he made his way to the door, and opened it.