He was laying in bed with someone that he couldn't figure out who it was. His mind was still drowsy and tired from the ceremony he just had with Zulara. He remembered returning to his bed to sleep. His eyes slowly opened and he was spooning his wife Rachael. It had to be her; he would recognize her dirty blonde hair anywhere. He looked around and remembered the place he was now in. The penthouse suite in Miami they stayed at during their honeymoon. The light was just starting to peak its way through the opened blinds.
"Hmm, sleep well my love?" She asked rolling over to face him. He was in complete shock Rachael was still alive! Just staring at her brought back so many warm feelings. The smell of her, the taste of her lips, the way she made him feel everyday when he woke up to her smiling face.
"Louis what's wrong?" she said as she brought up a hand and left it rest on the side of his face. Suddenly he came to the realization that this was a dream. But it wasn't like any dream he had ever had before. This felt too real.
"Nothing, I was just...I just didn't notice you were awake yet." He remarked thinking of something to say. There were so many things he wanted to tell her. How much he loved her, how much he misses her every second of every day. How his life isn't complete without her. But the best he could come up with was rushed and not thought out. He didn't know where to start. He was also feeling guilty about the night he just had with Zulara, feeling as though he just betrayed his wife.
"Don't worry I know how much I and the kids meant to you but you have to move on and open up to new people, even if she is from another planet, I want you to be happy. The children would want you to be happy also." She spoke as if she read his thoughts.
"You know about Zulara?" He asked getting up onto his elbows.
"Of course I do honey! I think she is very attractive and she seems to like you a lot, plus she has the boobs on her that always drove you crazy." She teased with a giggle. "This is a dream darling, some part of you must need me to give my approval of this. That is why I came to you. You deserve happiness because you are the most loyal, noble, hard working man I had ever known. Just make her see in you what I saw when I fell in love with you. You haven't closed off your heart to love have you?"
Louis lips turned into a bright beaming smile. Even if this was just part of his subconscious, the words she spoke would have been exactly what the real Rachael would have told him, she always knew what to say.
"I love you and I don't want to wake up." Louis trembled out as tears filled his eyes. They embraced each other in a passionate kiss and held one another until the dream started to slowly fade.
Louis quickly rose up on his hands in his own bed, shirtless and in a cold sweat. He was in his own bed back on the farm as the suns vibrant colors where just coming into view over the horizon making way for dawn. He rolled out of his sheets and sat on the edge of his bed with his hands on his head thinking back to the dream of his late wife. It was like he just watched a movie of himself having a dream, images still fresh as if they just happened. Getting to his feet he found some suitable clothes for the work day, even though he agreed to father Zulara's child he still had a farm to run as he explained to her before entering into their arrangement, she accepted explaining that she wanted to see every part of his life so she could explain to their daughter one day about who her father was.
After freshening up and a quick shower his stomached growled beckoning him to find food to satisfy its essential need. The need was answered by way of him opening the door, his nostril catching wind of bacon being prepared and coffee being made with the aroma leading him to the kitchen. Arriving he was greeted to PEDi stationed at the stove working on the food it was assembling.
"Good morning Louis, did you sleep well?" It asked in the same feminine monotone robotic voice without turning to face him.
"Yeah I slept alright. You are making food for me or Zulara?" He questioned it after he noticed there was only one egg and strip of bacon.
"This is for you, Zulara has her own food. If you are wondering about why such small portions it is because with you undertaking the nurturing later today you will need very little food. I have studied you and am preparing the food how you like it, scrambled egg and bacon is your breakfast meal eighty-one point three repeating percent of the time in the mornings." It remarked with a slight turn of its head in his direction, noticing he was now taking a seat at the table.
"Thanks but you didn't have to do that. I can make my own food, though I do appreciate it." He commented after pulling his seat to a comfortable position. After a few moments he asked her a question that was on his mind, "PEDi can I ask you why Zulara decided to pick me as her mate?"
PEDi seemed to stop its task for a few brief seconds, whether it was thinking of a response or deciding on if it should tell him the truth he didn't know for sure, but he guessed that since she was a robot it was probably the latter. She didn't answer him until she removed the food from the fraying pan to a plate and brought it over to him, laying it in front of him.
"Once every generation the Kafkan people need to find a race to breed with. You know of the disease that killed every male of their species, so the scientists had to find a way to make sure when they bore children they would be born female. That's how the ritual started, it is an ancient ceremony and over time they evolved into what they are now. It is why their breasts are perfect for what you would call mammary intercourse. They are the most sensitive sexual part of their body and also the most important. The scientists also believe that choosing a new race every generation will breed more genetic diversity. The Queen of each generation is tasked with finding the perfect mate of the potential race before the race is chosen for reproduction. You were picked because you met almost all of the criteria we use in finding this perfect mate" It explained still standing off to his right with its hands clasped behind its back.
"Can I ask what the criteria was?" Louis asked while he started cutting up the scrambled egg and breaking a piece of bacon off onto his fork before bringing it to his hungry mouth.
"Well the main factors were you had to be in your sexual prime and we monitored what types of pornography you watched. Ninety-two point five percent of the time you viewed and I quote your search queue POV titty fucking videos. You can see how this information helped us decide on you being the perfect match for us. Also that you live alone on a secluded part of your home planet was a deciding factor." PEDi informed him.
Louis suddenly felt embarrassed that his porn viewing habits were under inspection. "So you saw everything I have watched online? How much of my life do you know about?" He barked out between bites sounding more defensive than he wanted to.
"We are sorry for the breach of your privacy Louis. But you must understand that the fate of the whole Kafkan people rest on our decisions." It said trying to smooth over the situation. They didn't speak again until he was near finished with his modest breakfast meal. He understood what they did and after thinking it through he decided to let the matter drop, he did enjoy the ritual greatly so he couldn't be that mad, plus he was honored that Zulara chose him no matter what the circumstances were.
"So do the Kafkans only have sex once in their lifetime?" Louis inquired between bites, finishing off the food left on his plate, washing it down with perfectly blended warm coffee.
PEDi seemed to think about the question again before answering. "These questions are better suited for the Queen; I talk out of place for her. But the short answer is no, they do have sexual relationships with each other though it isn't the same as what you may be accustom to here on earth."
With that he pushed himself away from the table and stood up bringing his arms raised high while on his tippy toes, stretching out all his muscles, releasing a sigh as some of his joints cracked in the process.
"So when does this nurturing part of the ritual take place? Now?" Louis asked as he rolled his head around his neck still trying to get all the kinks of sleep from his body.