Another gentle kiss

Instead of trying to find the words, you draw her closer and once again kiss her gently. This embrace is nothing at all like the majority of the brutal sex scenes from the movie, but at least as far as you are concerned, just as satisfying. Judging by the way she presses closer to you and the soft gasps as your arms wrap around her you're pretty sure that Sandra appreciates your caring approach. The last thing you want is for her to think that your kissing her has anything to do with the brutal rapes you just watched. It doesn't look like that is going to be a problem.

"Mmmm,Stephen." Sandra's soft lips finally pull away from yours with a sigh. "You really don't think I'm messed up?" Her dark eyes blink slowly, almost like an anime character, "you know, because I get excited by seeing women tied up and abused?"

"Not if you don't think it's creepy that I get all hot and bothered by seeing groups of long-legged maidens and imagine what it would be like to to have my pick of them." Her giggle is as sweet as it is unexpected as are the words that follow.

"Do you have an old tee-shirt and some scissors, Stephen?"

"Huh?" It is not the smoothest answer, but it is after all, almost 2 in the morning and a complete non sequitur.

"Trust me, you'll like it." So you are sitting in your living room about ten minutes later when you hear the pretty Sophomore coming down. She had disappearing earlier into your bedroom with an old fruit-of-the-loom Tee-shirt and a pair of cheap scissors; by the time she returns, the modest brunette has undergone a dramatic transformation.

The effect is spectacular, somehow she turned that plain old tee-shirt into a short dress with a deep V neck and a slit that rises high on her left thigh.

"Do you think those maidens of Venus wear dresses like this when they're not in their cute little uniforms?" Her question, like the change in outfit itself, catches you more than a little by surprise. Seeing the confusion in your face, Sandra takes pity on you and explains timidly.

"I'm only one of dozens of women your Queen has sent for retraining, Stephen." You can't believe this is the same young woman who you sat with just twenty minutes ago. "None of us will ever recognize the authority of the new government and her dangerous alliance with the lustful men of Earth." Sandra folds her arms defiantly in a way that lifts her braless tits dangerously high in the low-cut shirt. "So what are you going to do about it, you meddling Earthman?"