Kara.

Slipping the helmet off, she was met by a gorgeous set of sapphire eyes. Almost dragon like, with oval pupils. Martha smiled softly, remembering her old career as a makeup artist in Hollywood. She loved dragons, especially when they breathed fire. Her eyes went wide, remembering the inflamed gas, moving toward her truck.

The strange woman smiled pulling Martha close, as the truck exploded behind them. Instead of being instantly killed, her hair whipped madly, and her ears rang in pain from the thunderous explosion. Glancing up, she could see a blue field of energy protecting them. Pulling back in a daze, as the field slowly disappeared, the strange woman smiled at her again.

For the first time the busty woman realized her savior's skin was, blue. In addition to her strange skin and eyes, she had long crimson hair, not unlike Martha's but much deeper in color, and pointed ears. She looked kind of like an elf, and instead of being afraid, Martha could only smile in awe. She was like something out of one of her movies, but, real.

“Hi.” Martha breathed softly, as the woman suddenly slumped into her arms, passing out. “Oh, oh shit.” She gasped in surprise.

Years of farm work, had given Martha a well toned, and strong body, and she easily scooped the young woman up into her arms. Her truck was gone, but maybe the ship had a working radio. Walking down the trench she came upon a small vessel, unlike anything she had ever seen. If it was a movie prop, she would say it was a single occupant escape pod. Was her savior an alien? She sure didn't look human, but her addled mind just couldn't wrap itself around the notion.

Heading back to the road, she saw a truck coming toward them. She couldn't let them see her savior's face, or they might freak out. Quickly setting the young woman down, she put the aviator's helmet back on, and then ran into the road waving the truck down.

An older man came to a stop and glanced at the busty woman with a bit of lust in his eyes. “What happened here?”

Not recognizing the man, Martha guessed he was just passing through. “A freak meteor shower, my, daughter and I, could use a ride to my farm, it's just up a couple miles.”

“Sure, hop in.” He nodded.

Smiling gratefully she scooped up the young aviator, and gently placed her in the bed of the truck, before getting into the cab with the stranger.

“Is she okay?” He asked concerned and curious

“Bumped her head, she'll be fine.” She smiled.

“You too, from what I can tell.” He said, starting down the road.

“Nothing a band-aid won't fix.” She chuckled.

The two rode in silence, till they reached her farm. Thanking the kind man, she took the passed out woman, inside, and up to her room. Removing her helmet, and her flight suit she found a very beautiful humanoid beneath the suit, in a matching set of black underwear. Other than her skin color, eyes and ears, she looked human. A well built, and beautiful human. Maybe it was the concussion talking but she could feel herself getting aroused by the sight of her.