The alien is gone

Calvo woke to light coming into the cave. He looked around and saw that the exotic alien woman was gone. On a rock near the heap of leaves he laid upon was a small stack of food with the necklace he had seen her wearing during their lovemaking set atop it. His stomach growled ravenously.

He dressed and then put the necklace over his head and hung it around his neck. Its primitiveness was in sharp contrast to his manufactured prison uniform. He smiled to himself as he fiddled with the ornaments, replaying the wild tryst he had had with her just a few hours ago. She was one horny alien, and taking her cherry had been a real treat. He sat and ate the meager, though welcome, repast. His hunger was quelled for now.

Now Calvo had time to think through his next move. The guards would be searching for him, but he was not the only prisoner, and the planet was big. Maybe if he could get some distance from the compound, they would not be able to locate him. He decides to follow the ridgeline, though on the far side to keep from prying guard eyes. He saw no sense in advertising his location silhouetted against the bright sky.

Calvo set out, keeping a good pace, but not pushing to fast. He did not want to be winded if he came upon anyone. Making headway in the rocky terrain was slow, but by midday, he could no longer see the plume of smoke from the prison compound. He started down the far side of the ridge toward the forest below.

In the afternoon, he heard the mechanical whine of a flitter overhead. The forest canopy prevented him from seeing if it was a prison vehicle or one of the attackers, though either one could be trouble. He instantly hid under an outcropping of rock, though his wooded location offered excellent concealment. He saw no other signs of human activity the rest of the day.

As the sun was heading toward the horizon, Calvo's stomach was complaining, his breakfast long forgotten. He began searching for something to eat and drink. Near a small lake, he found a tree with large black nuts hanging from its branch tips. Fallen nuts covered the ground, many cracked open by local fauna. If the animals could eat them, maybe he could, as well. He collected a large pile of them on a convenient stone near the water, drank his fill, and set to cracking the nuts open with a rock. The shells were tough, but yielded a large nutmeat each for his efforts.

The nuts tasted a little bitter, but after the first few, his hunger turned them into a sumptuous meal. He washed them down with more water and rested by the lake until the sun was a couple fingers above the horizon. He needed a shelter to stay hidden and to keep the animals away. He also wanted to stay away from the alien slut's relatives, just in case they took offense to his initiation of blue woman into the pleasures of the body.

He ranged out from the lake looking for a suitable cave or fall of trees. Twilight was fading into full dark before he found two large trees that had fallen atop each other, offering a cubby hole under the trunk that was propped up on the other tree. The ground was soft with leaf compost, and Calvo made a bed from it. The smell of the slightly rotted wood was a welcome change from the piss and sweat odor of a prison cell. He was asleep before his head hit the makeshift pillow of moldering leaves.