Morning
Sarah could feel the warmth of the sun through the window, she didn't know the time or cared. She felt energized by the orange ball, feeling her and her skin was absorbing it all. She wondered if last night had been a dream, it had felt too fantastic to be real but she found her head laying on Michael's large shoulder and his arm wrapped around her as he slept. She watched his chest rise and fall. Her hand moving and caressing his hard scaled form. She couldn't believe the feelings inside her heart for this man. 'Man' The word came to her mind and she didn't see him as an extra species or even a dragon or anything, he was just him and she loved him.
Sneaking away wasn't hard, she sat up and Michael's arm fell to the bed and she slipped away across the floor and out the door. Not before picking up Michael's large shirt from the floor. Slipping it on, she was absolutely swimming in it but it smelled like him and she liked feeling him around her. She went to the bathroom and began to comb her hair with her fingers trying to remove the rats from the night before. As she thought about it she stopped and began to run her hands over the shirt and her body, until she ended on her stomach and wondered if it was possible. Her eye's went wide as she looked into the mirror, "No, it's not possible and I wouldn't be right now it was our first time." The thought quickly faded and she went about her routine. Brushing her teeth, washing her face and using the toilet. She then set down the stairs to the kitchen to start breakfast. "I wonder what Michael would want? He liked the quiche but Maybe some bacon and eggs would be enough for him?"
"That sounds amazing, would you mind making another plate for me," Sarah squeaked at the sound of Agent Smith's voice. "Oh I didn't mean to scare you, and some coffee please."
"What the hell are you doing in my house, especially uninvited?! Do you just barge into everyone's house like this?!" Smith smiled as she looked Sarah over. Sarah could feel the woman's cold gaze.
"Oh no just special cases like yours," Smith stood up and approached the counter that separated the kitchen from the dining area. "Isn't that Michael's shirt from yesterday, the one he changed into after he got patched up?"
Sarah swallowed hard, 'How am I going to explain this?'
"And If I'm not mistaken," Smith's eyes studied her now as a predator would examine her pray. "You're not wearing any panties?"
Sarah's eye's went wide. "FOR YOUR INFORMATION I'M NOT BECAUSE THAT'S HOW I SLEEP AND HOW THE HELL COULD YOU TELL THAT ANYWAY?!"
Smith smiled again "Oh I couldn't I just took a wild guess that turned out to be right." Sarah's shoulders sagged, she walked right into her trap. "Besides there's nothing wrong with it I'm just making sure you and Michael aren't doing any hanky panky that's all." She smiled pulling her sunglasses down to look at Sarah more clearly.
"No, Nothing like that. He actually left his shirt in the hallway and I just threw it on when I got up. You know usually I'm used to not putting on cloths until after breakfast."
"Oh you exhibitionist you. Well Good to hear, we've been having reports of the first 24 hours being the hardest for the host family and the Extra species person to assimilate and get past the initial shock of one another. Sadly we've had to deport a few exchange persons and jail a few of the hosts due to lewd behavior. But those were human men on female extra species. I mean what can you expect men are pretty impulsive with their desires and will make love to anyone willing to have them. And it's coming to light that some extra species are actually seeking human males for marriage and procreation, we didn't see that as a real motive or even possibility." Sarah swallowed hard thinking about people actually being deported and imprisoned for these stupid crimes.
"Can I ask Agent Smith, Why is it such a big deal for the species to not have relations. I mean If some species require outside men and I'm assuming woman for some others, so what's the problem?"
Smith could sense the chemistry between Michael and her from the moment they were first introduced but the question just confirmed she had given it a thought and maybe considered it. "Well actually certain extra species with strict rules of marriage are the biggest lobbyists against the mixing of our species. Usually the more noble of the extra species, Centaurs, Gryffin, various Chimera and most of all dragons."
Sarah was shocked. To hear that dragons were against inter species marriage. "Dragons? But Michael hasn't said anything to me about it and I talked to a feline extra species yesterday who confided that she had sexual relations with dragons before. So why would they not want marriage between us?"
"Oh sex and marriage are completely different for Dragons. they usually take multiple lovers for multiple purposes but they don't take humans as lovers." Smith scratched her head remembering. "In the few reports we've come across, the offspring don't survive or the mother dies in labor from the shock. And as for other species they usually just engage in physical relations nothing more, usually." She took a long sip from the coffee that Sarah had made her. "This is very good."
Good morning Agent Smith. How are you this morning?" Michael, even for his size was a quiet as a mouse and light on his feet. Neither lady noticed him entering the dining area until he was standing beside Smith. He was wearing a large pair of basketball shorts and nothing else. His frame was just as impressive as ever and both ladies took him in. Smith lowered her sunglasses to examine him more closely.
"Well I'm doing a little better now Michael, thanks for that." He smirked at the comment and made his way into the kitchen.
