Megan lay in bed looking up at the ceiling. She had tried to fall asleep, but it wasn't working. She had been in this compound for almost a month and her mind was ready to explode with everything that she had learned. She had found out that she was kidnapped on her eighteenth birthday and had been brain washed. All she remembered was being married to Leif. Leif was an alien, as were all the husbands in the gated community she once lived in. The government was after Leif and the others and when they finally found them, Marianna had rescued Megan. Marianna had gone undercover to protect the women, but in the end she had only been able to rescue Megan.
Megan got out of bed and went to the washroom. She had been told it was only going to be a few more days and then she would have a new life. As Marianna put it, they had to work out all the details to reintegrate Megan into society. After getting dressed, she decided to take a walk through the compound. It was an underground area and had artificial lights to mimic the sun's rising and setting cycle. She entered the area labeled North wing. Marianna was working on a computer and looked up when Megan entered.
"Oh good. We have everything sorted out. Sit down."
Megan did as she was told.
"You have a new identity. This is so the feds won't be able to find you. If they do you don't want to know what they will do to you. I'm sending Victor with you. Yes, I know I told the two of you to stay away from each other, but he's the only team member that we can send at the moment. John and Mark are already undercover and Brendan is the only one who can work all the computers."
Victor walked in and she felt her pussy dripping again. How the hell did he have such power over her? He didn't look at her and listened as Marianna gave him directions. For being such a small sweet looking girl, she could be quite abrupt and business like when she wanted to.
"The car will be ready in a few minutes." Marianna walked over to Megan.
"Your cell phone has my number programmed in it. Call me in a week and let me know how things are going. We're going to be keeping a close eye on you. Post traumatic stress is common in this situation, but Victor is a trained psychologist so he knows the warning signs." Marianna kissed Megan on the cheek and left the room.
Victor turned and faced Megan.
"Hi. I'm seriously trying not to do that to you." Megan blushed and realized that her nipples were hard against her shirt.
Megan was breathing so hard. It was like he was strumming his fingers over her nipples even though he wasn't even touching her.
"How the hell are you doing that?"
"I'm telepathic. My race is programmed to multiply as much as possible. We're a dying race and although we can have sex as much as we want, we can only get our mates pregnant twice."
