Alien Penetration by Yvonne Morgan Page B

to one on the right and said, “I’m going in there.”
                  Caitlin looked at the sign above the door .
    “Historic dates and mates?” She looked quizzically at Val. Dates and mates from the past? Ours, or someone else’s? She couldn’t think of a single man she’d ever been with that she cared to ever date again, let alone mate with. I guess maybe it s people dressed up in silly costumes? Where’s the appeal in that? There obviously had to be some for the club to stay in business with offerings like that, but it certainly held no interest for her.
                  “Yeah. Why not? You’re allowed to try a different one if you don’t like the one you start out with, ya know. Besides, it’s the one Laura recommended. You coming in?”
                  Caitlin shrugged. “Nah. I think I’ll go in that one over there,” she said, pointing at the one across from Val’s room of choice.
                  “Galacti c dates and mates?” Val said and laughed. “Why go to that one? Or are you just saying you want to go there and planning to skip out like a little chicken?”
                  Caitli n gave her a look, though the thought had crossed her mind, and sighed. No real reason, it just happens to be closest without being your choice.
    “It sounds interesting enough. Anyway, I’m not really into that whole history thing.”
                  “So you’ll really go?”
                  She swatted at Val. “Yes, I’ll go. I’ll see you in a little bit.”
                  “Shit, you’ll see me in a few hours! You can go for a quickie if you want, but I’m here to stay a while! Hey, remember what I said earlier? Take the first empty room you come to.”
                  “Why did Laura say that anyway?”
                  Val shrugged, “ N o idea. See ya!” She turned and practically ran through the door. Caitlin, however, walked slowly toward her own, a knot of anxiety already formed in her stomach. She knew now she was going to go through with it. She honestly enjoyed being with a man when it was at least half decent, even if she hadn’t had anything like that in a long time. She was already here, everyone already knew what she’d come for, which in itself made her uncomfortable. There was little point in turning back now. She wasn’t even sure she wanted to. She looked nervously around the gallery one more time before stepping through the door. Inside was a long corridor filled with people, mostly men, who had their noses stuck to the plate-glass windows which lined both walls. How do they keep them clean? There’s a job I’ll never take! What the hell is so interesting, anyway?
                  Curiosity piqued, Caitlin stood on her tip toes and tried to look into the first window, to see what all the fuss was about. Inside, a man and woman floated, entwine d, in what appeared to be thick water . How on God’s green Earth can they breath e in there! Is it some kind of super water, li ke that movie I saw that time? H eavy enough in oxygen for people to breath?
                  As she stood there, staring, puzzling it over, she was jostled suddenly by several new-comers. It broke the spell and she gave up her spot to them. Have at it. I’m not much on watching anyway. She felt confidant she’d solved that little puzzle. I’ll just G oo gle it when I get home tonight.
                  Moving down the hall , she sidled up to another window when she heard the loud gasps of the onlookers, intrigued in spite of herself. Inside, a naked woman was chained spread eagle between two metal pillars. Some thing, some strange and terrible, ugly thing had hold of her. It looked like it had a hundred mouths and it had every one of them plastered to that poor woman’s body. Caitlin looked at the backs of the men around her, the few profiles she could