Chapter 1

The tide was coming in fast now. Sue could feel the sensation of the lapping waves trickling through her fingertips as she trailed them lightly on top of the water's surface. The fishermen were starting to clean up their work areas on the low to the water pier after a long day of back-breaking work with lobster traps and the nets that always needed mending.

She had been coming to the dock almost every afternoon now that the majority of the tourists had departed for the mainland just to relax and get some late afternoon sun on her still pale skin from the long hours of serving up meals to the transients in the nearby diner just like she had done the entire summer season. Usually she wore her jogging gear to the water's edge but she had no interest in jogging at all ever since she had sprained her ankle sprinting to the finish line in the finals for cross-country competition. Thankfully, the terrible limp was gone now and she could put all her weight on the foot without any fear of re-injuring the ankle.

At her maximum height of five foot one, she could honestly state she was a petite person. For some strange reason, she loved being thought of as "petite" because it sounded so romantic and feminine. Even though she could have anything she wanted for free in the diner, she had lost weight the past two months because she had no time for snacking or drinking the calorie –laden drinks at her favorite coffee place back in Boston. She no longer missed the familiar morning stop with the free newspapers and free magazines to go with the steaming brew. Now all she drank was the tea that Mrs. Smothers made all day long. She drank it piping hot and in tall glasses filled with crushed ice tart to the taste with a bit of lemon and no sugar just the way she loved it. Her bikini was actually loose on her trim body now and she had to be careful in getting up and down because the gap would sometimes allow some male admirer a peep at her business when the fabric hung down. She didn't mind allowing the fishermen or even the silly tourists to ogle her body neatly presented in the sexy bikini but she was not of a nature to expose her feminine secrets to any Tom, Dick or Harry.

She looked up the ladder from the small swimming dock to the pier and saw the men just getting ready to quit for the day enjoying an eyeful of her stretched out on the beach towel in her skimpy swimsuit face down with her head resting on her sunscreen saturated arm. She flexed her backside fully aware that her bottoms had ridden up into her crack and her curved cheeks were in full view for masculine approval.

Sue wondered if any of the horny workers on the pier would believe her if she told them she was a virgin at least below the belt and seldom had seen an actual aroused penis in close proximity except when she granted oral favors to men who in her mind deserved more than a promise.

The first time she had taken a hard shaft between her lips she was ashamed because it seemed like it was far too submissive for a truly "modern" woman to endure. The fact that Professor Adams was married and had a daughter her age made it seem that much more depraved but he had explained it was the only way she could pass his history class and she didn't want to explain to her parents the reason she flunked out of her first year in community college was because she didn't want to give her teacher five minutes on her knees. She could laugh at the ridiculousness of it all now but it didn't seem funny at the time.

Thus far this summer she had not had any opportunity to even grant oral favors and the men all seemed disinterested in her as soon as they found out she was working as a waitress in the diner. It was almost like a "hired help" sort of thing with her not being a qualified tourist looking for romantic action. Even the locals like the men working on the pier didn't even make an attempt to talk her up because they knew she would be gone with the last boat out at the end of summer. Besides, most of them had wives and girlfriends that could service them all year round and they did not want to risk losing a sure thing for a quick fling in a cruise boat cabin.

Sue knew she was ready for losing her cherry but it looked like she would have to wait for a return to the mainland to get that accomplished unless some miracle happened before the end of the season.

The sound of the wheeling seabirds overhead and the laughter and shouts from the workers on the pier all blended together and she slowly drifted off into a drowsy state of oblivion knowing that the low-lying sun would not harm her skin any longer and she had this evening off from the diner. The gentle rocking motion of the water-level dock lulled her into a deep sleep and she began to have the same dream that had been haunting her for the past several weeks like a broken record playing over and over again.

The water was still touching the tips of her fingers but she was suddenly in the middle of a barren desert empty except for the shimmering sight of an oasis in the distance across the rolling dunes.

She squinted her eyes thinking it was perhaps a mirage and not real at all.

Sue remembered who she really was at the very instant. She was not some lovesick student waiting tables in a small island diner teasing the horny male population with her lush and nubile body ripe and ready for the picking.

She was Krasnya the undisputed Queen of this desert planet whose powers were derived from the mother Sun that shone on the sands and the hard rock cliffs of the arid world far from that complicated world of Earth where intelligence was limited to a precious few humans. The Earth existence was fraught with fear of the unknown and where she was subject to the conflicting emotions that hampered her in her every thought and action. Here she reigned supreme threatened only by the hordes of meat-eaters that stayed well away from her territory and her wrath.