Let me just start by answering the question I'm most asked, that being how I got involved with an alien. The answer is quite simple, I was in love before I found out he was from another planet. Call me naive if you wish but I just wasn't thinking about people from different worlds when we met and by the time we became involved it no longer mattered. I mean really, it's the twenty-fourth century already and you'd think by now inter-species relationships wouldn't cause such problems as they once did. I can only assume that it is the self-inadequacies that people feel that makes them hate those not of their kind.
I met Nomed at work, as he was part of the installation team for our new computalotor, right away I noticed how intelligent he was, and forceful too as he guided his work force in their duties. O, course, I noticed his dark blue color but really with the dreadlocks and all I guess if I thought at all it was that he might have been Afro-American or maybe even just African. He was just so beautiful and so very confident that when he started talking to me in a flirtatious way it just made my panties wet. When he asked me to go have a drink with him, you can believe me, what or where he came from was the last thing on my mind. I was more worried about how far I dare let him get to with me than where he came from.