Feeling hopeless, I lay on the sand beside the lifeless body of a beautiful young woman. But there was something even more strange.The more I thought ...bout it, the more I didn't mind the whole situation. Suddenly, a thought of her naked flashed through my mind. I turned my head to the side and saw the woman's nipples poking the wet t-shirt. Momentarily, I got up and managed to get the t-shirt off of her by lifting her arms up. I knew this was wrong, but I just kept getting more and more. I then curled my hand and pressed my fingers into her. I slowly scratched up her back, right up the middle. She moaned a deep moan and pressed against me tighter. I could feel her breasts pressed against my side and had to consciously think of something else to avoid getting another erection and scaring her.I then slowly slid my fingernails back down her back and started to scratch up and down her back, changing my track time and again to cover her whole back. She was moving her body sinuously. I don't even have permission to leave the house! Mom threatened to sue the school if they allowed me internet access and the school admin caved in. I'm effectively under supervision 24 hours a day.Mom and dad have been spreading insane rumors about you brainwashing me to be your future slave, and some of the other parents have shown them their phone records. My parents know that we have been talking to each other. I'm penning this letter in Study Hall. At least here I'm safe. I think.Why am I. The utensils consisted of spoon like tools that, with a sharp serrated side to cut the food.In all this, my mind took me back to my very first academy day and the formal dinner there. I remembered the Nogoll instructor and realized how comprehensive our training really was. That lesson so far back served me well now.A Skedrik that was introduced to me as the Sky Commander worked up his courage. “Alien Commandant, female Olafson. Is it true you can see our enemies, the Cavaro?”“Our sensors can.