Life Is But a Dream
dragonmann72
On March 17
th
, blackrandl1958 held an invitational; I wasn't invited (and a whole lot of others). Oh well' I'm not that good of a writer, but I liked the theme. This is my attempt at 'Surfing with the Alien'. I hope you enjoy.
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It was Saturday evening and Harry was sitting on the beach with his head hanging. He had been on the beach all day using his surf board to try and figure things out. Friday evening, when he got home, Sally, his wife of four years, informed him that she was going on a cruse for six days with her boss.
As he tried to ask her just what the hell was going on, she said, "Whitaker and I have been getting close over the last year and we want to see if it can go anywhere."
He replied that, "If you go, don't come home." She just looked at him, shrugged her shoulders and walked out.
Harry got up early Saturday morning to head out to the only place he could think, he threw his surfboard and a beach blanket in the back of his Gladiator, and headed for his favorite beach. So here he sat staring out at the sunset, by himself, and he still didn't know what he wanted to do.
She came out of the water from nowhere. As Harry looked at her he was glad the beach was deserted as she was totally nude. He observed how her skin had a blue hue to it, even with the orange of the setting sun as a back drop. As she moved up the beach, Harry could tell she was having a hard time of it.
Being the gentleman that he was, he bound towards her with the blanket in tow. When he was close enough, he swung the blanket around her to cover her up. Her body was freezing so he picked her up and carried her back to the Jeep. After putting her in the passenger seat and flipping the switch for the seat heater, he jumped in the driver's side and started it up.
Sitting in the parking lot he asked her, her name.
She quietly answered, "Serena."
"Ok Serena, I'm Harry why were you on the beach nude and where did you come from?"
"To answer your first question, all my things went down with my ship. The answer to your second question is a lot harder; I don't think you have ever heard of it."
"I'm a pretty smart guy, try me."
"Fine, I'm from Ganymede."
"You got me there, it sounds pretty far away."
About that time, Harry heard her stomach growl.
"Are you hungry Serena?" He put the truck in reverse, completely forgetting about his board back on the beach. He drove to a burger joint and ordered each of them a value meal thru the drive thru. He pulled into a parking spot where they could eat and talk.
"So where did your ship go down?"
"That would be hard to answer, as I don't even know where I am."
"Well, a very deep subject, we are just north of Hunting Beach. What were you doing out there anyway?"
"I am looking for a surfer."
"This area is full of them, some good and some not so good. I must say though, you might not get the one your looking for going around like that, Is there some place you would like me to drop you off at?"
"Would it be possible to stay at your place for a few days?"
"I don't mind, seeing as I'm on my own right now." Harry headed for home still wondering just who this Serena person was.
It wasn't until he was pulling into the garage that he remembered his board. Hitting the dash he said, "Damn it, I forgot my board. Well someone is going to fell lucky tomorrow."
"We can go back to get it if you wish."
"No, I had three, so the loss of one isn't that big of a deal. Now let's get you inside and dressed."
She looked at him and wanted to ask why, but chose to go with the flow for now. He helped her get out of the seatbelt and had her follow him inside. This was the first time she had been in a dwelling like this so everything amazed her. He took her to the master bedroom and rifled thru Sally's lingerie, panties, a bra and then jeans and a blouse.
He tossed them on the bed and then said, "I'll be in the front room when you're done."
"Harry, I don't know what these are?"
"They're clothes; don't you wear clothes where you're from?"
"Not like these, if you want me to wear them, you'll have to show me how to put them on."
With a redden face, he showed her how to first put on the panties, and then the bra followed by the pants and shirt. When they were done, she looked at herself in the full length mirror and was amazed at what she saw.
"Harry, I don't think that these clothes would fit you."
"You're right, they're Sally's."
"Who is Sally?"
"She was my wife, but not any more."
"Why did she leave all her clothes, won't she need them?"
"She thinks she will be coming back, but I don't think so."
"Where did she go?"
"How about we go into the living room and I'll tell you all about it."
He got them each a Pepsi and they sat down to talk. When he was done, he just sat there.
"So she took off with another man and left you here all alone. When she comes back, will you forgive her?"
"I just don't know, that was why I was at the beach all day, I do my best thinking out on a board."
"Are you a good surfer?"
"I would say, using my old pappy's words, fair to middling."
"So is that good or bad?"
"It just means average."
"Well, I think you are a great surfer!"
"When did you see me, I hadn't been out for over an hour when you came out of the water."
"Let's just say, I was watching you all day."
"I never saw you, where were you watching me from?'
"Up above."
"Ok, now I'm totally confused."
"Maybe I should start at the beginning. I told you I was from Ganymede, that isn't a place, it is a planet. I am a Sear-com, and that stands for Search Companion."
"So let's pretend I don't think you're a certified nut case, what is a search companion and why are you here?"
"A Search Companion seeks out the surfer and aids him in his journeys. I'm here because you were chosen as the surfer."
"And just who chose me?"
"The locator."
"And just how long have you been searching for this surfer?"
"Do you mean here on Earth, or from the beginning?"
"Both."
"Well, here on Earth, I would say two weeks. I left Ganymede a month ago."
"Just how can you prove what you say?"
"Let's see, when I left Ganymede, the locator just pointed towards the Earth. When I got here, I traveled all the beaches until it zoned in on you. I waited until the beach was empty, and dropped in to introduce myself."
"So just what does this surfer do?"
"He flies to where ever he is needed and fixes the injustice."
"Just here on Earth?"
"Where ever you are needed in the Universe."
"And just how am I supposed to do that?"
"First you put on the transformer, and then we ride your board to where ever we are needed."
"So where is this transformer?"
Serena turned her back to him and made some hand movements, and then turned back around. In her hand she had what looked like a divers watch. She reached out and handed it to him.
"Serena, this just looks like a divers watch, how is that supposed to turn me into the surfer?"
"I'm sure that here on Earth; you have a saying that looks can be deceiving, no?"
"Yes, so what."
"Put the transformer on your left wrist."
He did.
"Now follow me out back."
He did.
"Why out here?"
"We don't want to tear up the inside of your house."
Once in the middle of the back yard she said, "Turn the dial all the way to the right."
He turned the dial and all of a sudden he was all silver. He could breathe with no problems, so he turned the dial back to where it was.
"That was cool, what else can it do?"
"When you are in your surfer form, you can call up your board and fly."
Harry turned the dial aging and once he was in his suit, he called for his board. He stood on it, but before he could do anything else, Serena jumped on the board also. The second she touched Harry, she was covered in the same kind of suit.
"Now concentrate on lifting off."
He did, and the board slowly started to rise.
"Now concentrate on just hovering."
Floating a foot above the ground, Harry was having the time of his life.
"Now lean to the left, and then back to the right."
He was getting the idea of how to maneuver the board, he asked, "How do I make it fly?"
"Well if you were the only one on, you could just put your weight on your back foot and the nose would point up. After that, you just will yourself to go. If I'm on the board, just will it to rise and off we will go."
He willed the board back down and then the stepped off. He turned the dial back to center and their suits disappeared.