Mina Kell 1 - Sex Stories

Mina Kell 1

... fact she was Eliksni until they met Alain as this part of town was...less accepting of an alien walking around. They went up a flight of stairs and into a blue walled room with one wall made entirely out of black glass. She could tell by the circuitry surrounding it that it probably changed its opacity remotely. In the room was a desk, and at that desk was a chubby, read haired, and bearded, fellow in red and white robes. He greeted them warmly, hand bid them to sit, and she removed her hood and outer cloak. Reveling her hair, face, mask, and forearms.

Alain welcmed them both with a gracious smile, his eyes locked on Mina as they greeted Jafar with a hand shake and Mina with a traditional bow. Jafar quickly introduced Mina and explained her situation, though from the look on Alains' face, she suspected they had discussed her beforehand. "I see," nodded Alain as Jafar finished and took a seat beside Mina, "well my dear, I can most certainly find you employment inside the city. Jafar here mentioned you a time or two during our lunch meetings, and I must say he was not nearly generous with his words. I haven't seen many Eliksni, but you are by far quite fetching, for what a compliment from a human is worth." Mina felt her cheeks turn a lighter shade at the praise, her purple skin going more blue around her eyes.

"Oh! Well...thank you, sssir," she began, "I did not think myself to be a subject of conversation yesss. But I am pleased to have been so well represssented. " ...

... She noted to Jafar, who smiled back. "Pleasse tell me...what work would you have me do yes? I am not the best my people can offer, but I am the best at being me." She ended the statement with a smile, her longer face showing the smallest bit of teeth.

Alain leaned in and gestured to the desk, "well my dear, you needn't worry about skill, I can teach you everything you need to know, as for the job, well...why not take a look," and he gestured to the window, nearby was a small half circle couch facing out where he and Jafar moved to sit, offering her the seat in the middle, as she sat Alain handed her a cup of wine. which she drank early and began to cough. The drink was far stronger than Jafars usual offering, and she felt her head start to get fuzzy. "Oh my goodness, I'm sorry, my dear, Jafar mentioned you enjoyed good wine, so I had one of my favorites brought up, I did not think it would be that strong."

She stopped coughing and wiper her mouth, waving him off with her extra left arm, "No, no, I am sorry to have wasted your drink, please, I can pay for what I have spilled." The worry building up in her at the idea she just ruined her chance.

"Heaves, do not worry, you're far too polite, these things happen, besides the bottle itself is a mear 200 glimmer. Nothing to fret over." '200?!' She though, 'and they just casually shared this with me?!' Her mind was a race of fuzzy warmth and worry. "Now then, take a look, this glass is one way so we can see, but they cannot." ...