Rage against the alien or machine or whatever it is

You wake up, once again, refreshed, invigorated and full of spunk. But what the fuck was that. You get the post-coital snooze imperative, and in the case of Cindy it had been a long night, but just now with Officer Wisn..., you struggled for the name, well the statuesque Polish police girl. You know who you meant, even if you cant pronounce her name in your own head. No way you should be passing out after a morning fuck. And so quickly too. Your dick is twitching still. It feels like it wants some more activity. No this is definitely not right.

You get out of the car, accidentally standing on the cop's utility belt. Fuck. The gun could have gone off. You should be careful. The cop's uniform was lying discarded on the ground where you had thrown it, in the throes of passion, but there was no sign of her. The ship had got her too. Fuck!!!

"Hey!!" you yell. "Ship!" then try a few other calls. "Aliens!, Avatar! Cute seethru Chinese girl!"

Nothing.

"I know you can hear me! Come on. This is fucked up". You pick up the cops uniform shirt and realize, although she was big busted it would just about fit you. Maybe a little tight on the shoulders, but should be ok. The trousers too. She must have been almost 6 foot. The shoes are a little small, but other than that, you think it looks like a pretty good fit on you.

Feeling less exposed to the elements, but still horny, you sit down on the kerb and say quietly, "right. I give up. You can fuck them yourself". You find a pair of sunglasses in the uniform trousers hip pocket and put them on then sit on the kerb in the sunshine and wait.

5 minutes or so go by. You don't stir.

A small mist appears, condenses and suddenly the bald Chinese girl is back. "You summoned me."

"Yes." You've thought a little about what you want to say, "This isn't what I agreed to."

"I do not understand. You said you would attempt to mix your essence with all these women."

"Yes. but I did not agree to that being all I would do here!. I do not want to be knocked **** every time I fuck one of them. All I'm doing is fucking and sleeping. I'm not having it".

"I see. However, it seems to be the most straightforward way of regenerating you to your full potential."

"I don't care. I want to control when I sleep."

"Very well. If you agree to mixing your essence with at least one woman per day, you may choose your own sleep and regeneration pattern. Is that acceptable?"

"Yes. Now fuck off and if I call you again don't leave me waiting."

She dissipates once more into mist and leaves you alone on the sidewalk. You slowly get up walk round the cruiser and into the driver's seat. You shift the utility belt goodies over onto the passenger side and start the engine with a grin.