He took her hand slowly in his, but firmly, and tipped his hat just a little before taking it off. ‘Levi, pleased to know ya.’ Her eyes almost bug...ed out of her head. This was the cowboy supposed to show her to her cabin? Go figure. ‘Amy, it’s nice to meet you as well.’ He held her hand a moment longer than necessary, and the effect was electrifying. She thought he felt it too, but his eyes gave nothing away, and she pulled her hand away and sat. He sat only after her, incredible manners for a. She did not know why. The young girl of about 19 or 20 told her that her name was Adele and she loved working with the dead.Adele led Mariel down a long staircase to the basement. She told her that is where all the "processing" took place. Mariel saw long metal tables, large basins with complicated looking hose connections and a stone floor with a big drain in the center. There were two bodies on the tables. One was a woman in her 30s with long blond hair and a smile on her face that was. Maybe she’s here to repopulate her species – I’m sure I could help the slut out with that shit..” Unfortunately, her welcome to this planet wasn’t quite as spectacular. She would’ve opted for a more governmental greeting, complete with weapons aimed at her, over whatever that was. Just to the side, uncomfortably close to the ‘space alien,’ stood a lanky, scrawny looking beanpole of a boy who was unabashedly ogling her curvaceous chest. Something about his stare unsettled her, but her getup was. ‘Good morning.’ Becky returned, ‘Did you sleep well? Was everything okay in your room?’ ‘I slept like a rock. And yes, everything is just fine in the room.’ Becky got up and poured him a cup of coffee, ‘Well, since you’re our only guest right now, you can have your choice of breakfast … how about an omelet, homemade hash browns, and some of my famous biscuits?’ He simply nodded his head and Becky excused herself and went to the kitchen. He sipped his coffee as his mind drifted back to yesterday.