Let me just start by answering the question I'm most asked, that being how I got involved with an alien. The answer is quite simple, I was in love before I found out he was from another planet. Call me naive if you wish but I just wasn't thinking about people from different worlds when we met and by the time we became involved it no longer mattered. I mean really, it's the twenty-fourth century already and you'd think by now inter-species relationships wouldn't cause such problems as they once did. I can only assume that it is the self-inadequacies that people feel that makes them hate those not of their kind.
I met Nomed at work, as he was part of the installation team for our new computalotor, right away I noticed how intelligent he was, and forceful too as he guided his work force in their duties. O, course, I noticed his dark blue color but really with the dreadlocks and all I guess if I thought at all it was that he might have been Afro-American or maybe even just African. He was just so beautiful and so very confident that when he started talking to me in a flirtatious way it just made my panties wet. When he asked me to go have a drink with him, you can believe me, what or where he came from was the last thing on my mind. I was more worried about how far I dare let him get to with me than where he came from.
I admit he took me to a bar that is known to cater to those other worldly types but I know some humans who say they like to go those places also. The name was The Sip Sip Bar and after two of what they called Moakies I would have given it up to Nomed right there on the bar top. When Nomed noticed how tipsy I was he said he better take me home to keep me out of trouble but I was thinking about how much trouble I could get into once we got home.
In all honesty, it was after I had him alone in my apartment that I should have noticed my new blue friend was not acting like a human male. Still I was drunk so sue me I if didn't even think about him being a perfect gentleman, and when I begged him to have sex with me, he refused saying he thought I was too impaired to make such a decision. Even after I tore off my clothes, the only thing he would agree to was to lie next to me in my bed fully clothed and cuddle with me all night. Ah, I know you are thinking the very thought I had when I awoke in the morning, that this male must be gay but it didn't take him long to show me that wasn't true as he made love to me all morning.