Sexy Metal Men Duo

By C.V. Walter

Meet the mechanical men of your dreams!

The Archivist
Archive Station SETI Alpha 9 spins quietly above planet AP-9, providing an archive for xenoarchaeologists. The special collections are cared for by Corinne, the Archivist. When a mysterious stranger is waiting for her, will she fly or fight?

Amanda and the Automatic Butler
After her libido costs her a position as a governess, Amanda Smith has to find a new position, and fast. When she decides to seek employment as a maid for Professor Thompson, she meets Auto, the Automatic Butler. He's fully functional and he doesn't just open doors.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Aphrodite's Pearl
• Release date: Aug 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311555908

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A Distraction

She knelt to put the manuscript away and chilled when she felt his hand on her head. When her father's people had first encountered the humans, they'd been called Medusas after the long, thin tendrils that cover their heads instead of hair. Made of muscles and nerves, they served her father's people in much the same way that whiskers did cats. It also acted as a secondary sex organ, a deeply erotic place to touch that wasn't done lightly.

Can I help you? she asked, her voice quavering.

I was thinking we could help each other. Your snakes are all limp.

I keep them that way at work. It's rather unprofessional to go about trying to turn people to stone.

There's nobody else here. Do you always act professional when you're alone?

Yes, she said, pushing the metal case with the manuscript in more forcefully than usual. Being a professional isn't only a skill one takes out for special occasions.

You're alone an awful lot, aren't you?

I prefer to work in solitude. There are fewer distractions that way.

Am I a distraction? He took one of her tendrils in his hand and stroked his way to the end.

The Archivist

© C.V. Walter 2014

Amanda and the Automatic Butler

© C.V. Walter 2014

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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is a coincidence.

The Archivist

Archive station SETI Alpha 9 spun silently in space. It shared its orbit with planet AP-9, known among xenoarcheologists as the Treasure Planet. Planet AP-9 had a slightly irregular orbit around its sun that created living conditions perfect to supportive thriving civilizations, only to shift, destroying all life on the planet. Or so it would seem. Now, there were signs that the plants would be returning and it was the perfect time to comb through the upper crust for signs of the last civilization that had lived there. The shells of great buildings dotted the landscape around dried seas and the latest team of xenoarchealogists had just left the space station for the planet.

Until the next supply ship arrived, probably carrying more archaeologists along with seeds and computers, Corinne was alone in the archives. She was grateful for the solitude,