This week with Arlene and Jeff:
..."Di… I really do have enough wives. For goodness sake, it takes three SUVs to take all of you out to eat."
"Nonsense, we can all get into two if we snuggle up," she said as she giggled.
"Honestly, Baby, when is this going to stop?" he sighed out. "There are seventeen of you, and you still want me to marry Tosha and Aiko."
"Since when do you not like pussy?" she asked instead of answering him. "And before you put your whole foot into your mouth, I have a couple of real questions."
"I know better than to ask, but what are they?"
"Well, for one, have you thought about names for the alien women? When this chemical is out of their systems, I suspect they will not enjoy being referred to by a number, when everyone else has actual names."
"Uh, I suppose you have a point. I'll speak to the First Officer about that."
"Good. Second item: I have noticed that one of the alien women seems to be recovering faster than the others, and… she's quite pretty."
"You're referring to the one we were talking to, I assume."
"Yep. And it's a shame to call her by a number."
"Di, I'm beginning to think that… You're not actually saying…" he stammered out. Then, in almost desperation, "Baby, she's an alien."
"So? Jeff, don't be silly. She's alien - so what? Think about it. The woman is beautiful. Granted, she is different, but you can't deny that she's superb - someone you could be truly proud of, especially when we sit down with other alien peoples."...
Have a goodun;
Roust