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Subject: {ASSM} Alpha Centauri Amazons - Chapter 5 (ff, sci-fi)
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Hi People

Once again here I am posting yet another installment of my ongoing sci-fi
saga about girls like Lisa Wells (USA), Mandy 0'Neill (Australia), Linda
Wells (not related with Linda, though, or apparently ;); USA), Sandy Bates
(USA), Sandra Lemay (Canada), Paula Schaefer (Germany), Kirsten and Reidun
Johanssen (a couple of sisters from Norway). See what happens to them in
this brand new chapter.

If you want to read the other installments, go to:
http://www.sistersinlove.org/mystories/amazons.html

If you want to read this installment in HTML format and accompanying pic,
just go to:

http://www.sistersinlove.org/mystories/amazons05.html






As always your comments are more than welcome!!!!
Write an email to: jan123@hotmail.com







"Lisa! Lisa! Wake up, girl, you sleepyhead."

Lisa grumbled and turned over on her bed, making a final effort to open her
eyes and see who had invaded her room and was yelling her name. She had
recognized Mandy's voice, but the Aussie girl's timbre sounded somewhat
different.

"What? Why are you shouting like that?" Lisa's eyes were finally able to
focus. She saw Mandy in her pajamas, her nervous hands pulling her stammel
hair back.

"We are in orbit again."

"We're back?" said Lisa, incredulous, getting out of bed and springing on
her feet.

"Lisa, we're..."

Mandy didn't continue as Lisa scurried to the porthole of her room and saw a
blue-and-white planet, which at a first glance looked like planet Earth,
against a backdrop of darkness punctuated by non-glimmering, far-away stars.
The contours of the continents down below, however, seemed different. Had
Earth changed while they were gone?

"I don't understand, are we back?"

"Sandra says that's not Earth. It looks like it but it ain't the real
thing."

"For a moment..."

"I know, Lisa." Hesitantly Mandy touched Lisa's shoulder, as though that
small gesture would be a reassurance that everything would be all right.

Lisa didn't realize that contact, too absorbed in what was before her eyes
and the consequences of it. Finally they would meet their captors and
understand what was expected from them.

After getting dressed Lisa and Mandy went up to the bridge, propelled by the
magenta stream of energy. Sandra was already waiting for them at the
computer, and the scowl on her attractive face was not a favorable omen.

Lisa grilled Sandra with questions, but all the Canadian woman could do was
confirm the planet they were orbiting was not Earth.

"But can't you confirm this with the computer?"

"That piece of junk refuses to answer that question," said Sandra, sighing.
"Just stays there as if I hadn't said a thing."

"No big surprise there." Mandy sighed too. She stared at Lisa as if waiting
for a definite answer. "Hey, what are you thinking?"

"I'm trying to summon up Hades... Where is that... thing... when we need
him."

This time the green hologram did not appear, despite Lisa's efforts. They
waited but nothing happened. Eventually they gave up their waiting and went
down to the cafeteria. They were immediately surrounded by eager, nervous
faces of young girls asking them what was that all about. As if they had an
answer, Lisa thought, somewhat overwhelmed by the apprehension, even fear,
she could see on some of the faces. Many times she told herself _that_ could
not be happening to her. The disappearance of her family was only a dream,
the kidnapping, a trick of her mind; deep down she knew that wasn't true,
but she still clung to that vanishing hope.

Before she could sink into depression she saw Paula Schaefer, that
intelligent-looking woman with a beautiful face and impressive pitch-black
hair. She had the looks of a witch sometimes, when Paula smiled at her.
There was a mysterious pull when Lisa's  eyes met the German woman's. Paula
was that kind of woman who exuded sexuality although not in a blatant way.
Lisa despised women who showed off how sexy they were -- couldn't stand
them, really! Subtle, sophisticated, soft-spoken women like Paula had always
intrigued her. She usually wanted to know them better, to learn their
seductive ways and get the men she wanted so desperately... Like Kevin...
She shook her head, becoming angry at herself and at her own situation of an
unwilling captive. She didn't want to cry, but small teardrops gathered on
the corner of her eyes.

Lisa ambled in the direction of Paula. The German woman was talking with the
now famous hothead of the ship, Kirsten Johanssen, and her Dutch girlfriend,
Karin van der Veld. When she was about to take a chair and sit down Paula
noticed her and smiled.

"Hi, Lisa."

""Hi." Her words sounded more curt than what Lisa intended. Still, she did
not apologize. At least not in front of Kirsten and her stupid Dutch
girlfriend, she decided.

Kirsten did not look pleased when Lisa sat across from Paula and Mandy took
the empty place next to Lisa's and opposite Kirsten's. She then noticed that
Karin and Kirsten held hands. She felt a sense of disgust fill all her
senses. She thought it gross. How can a woman have sex with another??? That
was so positively nauseating.

"Any news?" Paula asked, sending a smile to Lisa.

"No, Hades has vanished, it seems."

"They're preparing something," Mandy added. "What, I don't know."

"Who do you think is _they_?" Karin said, with her heavy Dutch accent.

Lisa shrugged, but Mandy was willing to answer. "Well, they may look like
the guy we found out in that empty room inside that... thing."

"Do you think they want us to have sex with them?" Karin displayed obvious
repulse at the thought, very similar to Lisa's when she thought about the
nature of Karin's relationship with Kirsten.

"Most probably," said Kirsten, gripping Karin's had harder. "If you believe
in those abduction stories. And the guy Mandy answered... it really looks
like those gray men you read about in that UFO stuff. When I was younger I
used to devour all that shit. And now look at me... I just can't fucking
believe this."

Lisa observed Kirsten and her myriad of blond, thin, finely interwoven
braids. She also noticed Kirsten's shoulder tattoo the Nordic woman was
scratching and the tiny diamond incrusted on the skin above her right
nostril. Kirsten really looked like a tough girl but she knew, deep inside,
that Norwegian woman was as scared as every girl, every woman on that ship.

Suddenly they felt the ship move. Most girls stood up and hastened to the
portholes. Lisa and Mandy returned to the bridge, this time followed by
Paula. There was a moment of hesitation by Kirsten and Karin about tagging
behind the other women, but in the end Kirsten signaled Mandy with a wave
they were going to stay in the cafeteria.

Soon as they reached the bridge Mandy asked, "So, Sandra, what's happening?"

"The ship's leaving orbit," Sandra stated with a preoccupied look. "And it
is going down."

"Going down?" Lisa stared at Sandra with puzzlement. "You mean, we're going
to land on that planet?"

"Yeah, that's right. Ready or not we're going to land. Oh, and one more
thing..."

"Yes?" Lisa said, somewhat irked as Sandra kept them in suspense longer than
necessary.

"That star that looks like the Sun is actually Alpha Centauri A. That
reddish star over there," added Sandra fingering a small dot of light in the
perpetual evening sky in front of them, "that's Alpha Centauri B. We
actually are in the Alpha Centauri stellar system."

"How can you be so sure?" said Paula with skepticism in her voice. "I find a
big coincidence that there is a planet like Earth so close to the Solar
system. What are the odds of that?"

"Well, it's kind of strange, I agree." Sandra nodded, then continued. "But
what are the odds of having a star so similar to the Sun as Alpha Centauri A
so close to the Solar system? Perhaps because they were formed at the same
time...? I don't know. I just know as much as you do."

"Don't be so fucking modest." Mandy smiled at Sandra. "You know so much more
than us. Don't you try to make us feel better about our ignorance."

Sandra laughed out loud, despite herself.

 

* * *


When the ship finally landed Linda Wells was assaulted by mixed emotions. On
one hand she was glad they were on "firm land", so to speak. On the other
hand, she dreaded what was behind the huge main ramp of the ship. When the
gigantic door of the ship began to rise, much like a medieval castle's iron
gate before the drawbridge, she felt a rush of wind. She breathed in deeply
and for a moment she had to cough, cough really hard, as if that air burned
her lungs. Many girls started to scream and cough as well, and having
trouble in breathing that stinging air. Someone cried out to shut the door,
but Linda knew the aliens were the ones who had opened it and there was no
way for them to close it again.

Too weak she let herself collapse on the ramp, wheezing, pulling the air in.
Her head ached, she felt her heart hammering in her chest. With a tremendous
effort she saw many girls had fainted and lay as if dead on the ramp. But it
didn't make sense... Why would the aliens want to kill them now? Why would
they? After so much work with their abduction? Perhaps they had changed
their mind...

Suddenly she saw some gray silhouettes coming from down below. They picked
up the prone bodies, one by one, until someone came to get her. She wanted
to scream, she didn't want them to touch her. 'Oh, God! Help me! HEELLLLPPP
MEEEE!!!!'

When she regained her senses, she saw a familiar face. It was Sandy Bates.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Where are the aliens?" Linda asked, confused, unable to see and think
clearly.

"What aliens?"

"The aliens, that took us here."

Sandy's attractive, waif-like, taunting smile appeared, showing her
immaculate white teeth. "You're dreaming, girl. There are no aliens, and no
men, and no males you can speak of, speak to and fuck."

"Why are you always like that?"

"Like what?" Sandy helped Linda stand up.

"Like..." Linda accepted Sandy's help with a slight painful expression, as
her ribcage hurt. "Like... you have always to show how foul-mouthed you
are."

Sandy grinned. "Well, somebody has to be foul-mouthed... It's not like we
are all little girls around here, afraid of mice and the like."

"Yeah..." Linda said, feeling some aggravation about the pun Sandy had just
made. 'She thinks she's so smart,' she thought with bitterness. 'But one
day...'

Her train of thought was cut off as Sandy grabbed her arm and commanded,
"Let's go. It's beautiful outside. The sun is shining, and there is this
amazing prairie with green grass and horses and elephants and you name it."

"What?"

"Yes, you heard me. Let's go."

Sandy and Linda ran down the ramp until they set foot on land. Linda became
perplexed. Everything Sandy had told her was true. The ship had landed on an
immense grassland, with scattered trees and herds of bison, elephants and
horses... The place seemed deserted of people, except for them... There was
no sign of houses, roads, or any other traces of civilization. It seemed
they had gone back in time, landed on planet Earth when humankind was
virtually non-existent.

"Fucking unbelievable, huh?"

Linda didn't say a thing. She twisted her arm free from Sandy's clasp.

"What I wouldn't give to ride on one of those horses. They look wild, man."

"They are."

Sandy looked at her, amused. "Hey, you know about horses?"

"Yes, I grew up with them. My parents have a farm, you know."

"You a farm girl?" Sandy squealed. "Oh, come on, don't be like that... I was
joking. Come on, can't you take a joke?"

"Ah, Ah!"

"That's more like it. You can also be as tough as me. See?"

Linda blushed, due to the sudden compliment, or at least had sounded like
one. Both girls stared at each other and then burst in laughter, together,
for the very first time.

 

* * *


It seemed to Lisa as though the animals kept their distance, afraid of the
bulkiness of the enormous ship they had traveled on so many miles. Many
times she had scanned the horizon for any signs of intelligent life but
found none. Again that creepy feeling they were unwilling pawns in a twisted
version of Noah's Ark, as Mandy had put it. But Noah's Ark had men and
women... And this version had only women, and she had basically been
handpicked to provide a way for them to reproduce themselves without men.

"What are you thinking?" Mandy asked, tending to the fire they had made in
front of the ship's ramp. Alpha Centauri A had already sunk onto the
horizon, behind a distant ridge of mountains covered by a large forest of
pine trees, or so it seemed to Lisa. In spite of that, there was still some
light given off by Alpha Centauri B, which was comforting in a way.

Lisa told her friend about her thoughts, about their future, about choices
they had to make.

"I kind of find the humor in it," said Mandy, throwing another piece of wood
into the fire.

"I don't follow."

"Here we are, alone on a planet that really seems a carbon copy of Earth,
with a bunch of women we don't know from Adam..." Mandy smiled at her own
pun and then went on, "It's kind of like we have landed on Paradise and we
don't have to stomach to face it and accept it."

"This is not my idea of Paradise," replied Lisa, rolling her eyes, twisting
her mouth and breathing out deeply. "God, where are the men?"

"You miss them, don't you?"

"Of course, don't you? I mean, I miss my family, I miss my brother... I miss
all my friends..."

"That's different. I asked you if you really miss them?"

"Of course, I've already told you."

"Yes, but I don't mean like... friends... I mean, like... lovers."

"Of course, don't you?"

"Well... Yeah..." Mandy said, giggling for a while, "But I see here pretty
good alternatives to men."

"You do?"

"Yeah. Don't you?"

"No! That's disgusting."

"Well, I am not sure about that."

"About what?"

"About your total rejection of a woman's loving."

"Okay, if you wanna go sleep with them, that's fine with me, but I will
never..."

"Okay, what about Paula?"

"What about her?"

"Well, she's kind of interested in you, didn't you see that? And she's hot."

Mandy's words caught Lisa by surprise. She had felt some sexual vibes from
the German woman before, but she had always thought it was simply her
overactive imagination playing tricks on her... But now Mandy had seen it
too. Could she be right?

"She's not that hot."

"Yes, she is and you know it. You just don't want to admit it... to yourself
and much less to me."

"Oh, come on... As if I'd be interested in her."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I am not."

"Yes, you are too," Mandy replied, giving her voice a childish intonation.

"Oh, shut up!"

Lisa laughed nervously as she stood up and left the fireside. She walked
further into the darkness and touched the grass, feeling its texture. She
breathed in. The air still stung but less so as her lungs adapted to the new
atmosphere, which a had slightly different mix of scents than Earth's.
Everything seemed heavier, bigger on this planet. Even the elephants and the
bison seemed wilder, more menacing-looking. Only the horses looked like the
ones she was used to.

Whether she wanted or not it seemed that this strange planet would be her
new home, and those girls her new family... And she was supposed to be their
leader, she was supposed to know everything...

She sighed and looked above and saw, for the very first time, that this
planet had also a Moon.


(to be continued)

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