‘Hey, I noticed your profile and would like to offer you a job, erotic writing, you keen?’
‘Absolutely,’ I replied, ‘Erotica is my thing. Send me a brief and we can chat.’
‘Okay. They’re Alien Abduction stories. I need five stories, ten thousand words each, the money’s pretty good.’
‘Hahaha, I laughed. I can write erotica but not that kind, no sorry, not for me.’
I closed my mail and started thinking. How does one write alien abduction erotica? Like, do the aliens land, swoop down on a gorgeous scantily clad sexy young woman, lead her to the spaceship, stroke her with their tentacles, telepathically remove her panties, oh, god, yes, alien, more please more…
Oooh, why not? Maybe I could be good at this.
So I opened my mail and said YES. Yes, I’ll take the job, I love the idea, aliens with beautiful women exploring places that have never been explored before. Mind sex, sex in capsules, sex on other planets, slimy sex, green sex, alien lesbian even slimier sex , slave alien sex, gosh, I want this job, I will be good at this job, tentacles reaching out, stroking, touching, tentacles whipping, oh my but in alien language, she’s never felt this way before still in alien language, two tentacles, three tentacles, use your other tentacle, please, more…
There could be so many points of entry.
Filling the gaps that earthlings have never quite managed to fill.
Oh god alien, alien.
I’ll take the job.
Lead me to your master.