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Created on: November 04, 2008
Here is a short story that I wrote many years ago, about a crazy alien woman and her jealous nature that leads to a poor guy having to run halfway across the galaxy to escape her murderous clutches! Enjoy!
SHANDAL
An icy cold wind strikes me like a closed fist, clutching my breath away. I stop, pulling my scarf up to cover my mouth and continue to plod through the knee-high drifts of dry raspy snow. I can barely see through the snow storm, my eyes stinging from the sharp jabs of minute ice crystals. I'm not really all that cold. I have on a warm jacket with a hood, gloves and comfy trekking boots. It's still daylight, and the temperature stable at minus five degrees Celsius, except for the darn storm raging about me. Just my luck to crash on a deserted moon, all because of a jealous girlfriend who thought I was seeing another woman? Can you believe it? Painfully, I lapse back into time, temporarily blocking out the screeching wind.
Shandal was the most exquisite woman a guy could hope for. She was intelligent, loving and very beautiful. I had met her on Ganymede a little over four months ago while docking at the transfer station to shuttle clients headed for Jupiter. I had a problem with the coolant system in my ship and had asked the station controller to have a mechanic look it over. With a little time to kill before the passengers came aboard, I stepped outside, went behind and under one of the landing struts and opened an access panel that displayed much of the shuttle's complicated circuitry.
"Coolant access panel for Volans TS-44 is in front, not there." A husky voice said softly behind me.
Slightly embarrassed, I turned around, confronted with the incredible sight of a petite woman dressed in a mechanic's yellow and black overalls. She smiled with full pink lips, dancing green eyes twinkling mischievously at me. With her bald head and golden skin, I knew immediately that she was a native of the Alpha Centauri star system. Some of the galaxy's most beautiful women hailed from there, and here was one ready to work on my ship! I couldn't believe my luck! Having been single for over a year now, I was ready once again to take up a long term relationship. I had my fill of unstable companionship in the last six months; I was really aching to have someone share my life now, permanently.
"You close panel?" She asked, delicate eyebrows lifting sexily. "I'm sorry," I stammered, unable to keep myself from staring at her, "um, my coolant indicator keeps flashing off and
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