Analien

By Carla Pearce

Standing there in a public bathroom in my underwear felt extremely arousing. Anybody could come in the bathroom, uncovering the waitress with a strange creature...

Disclaimer: "Analien", as its title suggests, contains explicit material, breeding and (very) close encounters of the third kind.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Carla Pearce
• Release date: Feb 9, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311968838

Carla Pearce

I'm an independent erotica author who lives with her incredibly supportive husband and our baby, Nina, the dog. My fascination with human sexuality and everything erotic and sensual goes beyond writing. Having studied arts taught me to think creatively and concentrate on what's truly important in life - love and passion. Oh, and periodically some raw, carnal sex, of course, just to keep the fire burning.

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Analien

Carla Pearce

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Copyright © 2016 by Carla Pearce

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 1

Could I have an extra piece of that delicious cherry pie for takeout? It was the town sheriff that brought me down to my earthly job.

Another long day of work at the diner.

For the past six years, I’ve worked at the Joe’s diner to sustain myself financially. Upon receiving my high school diploma, I was so sick of exams and group projects I knew I didn’t want to go back to books. I know I’m judged far too frequently for saying that, but what can I do? I didn’t see myself in a courtroom or a boring office cubicle anyway. Ugh. On the other side, my parents didn’t have a lot of savings to allow me to study something cool like archeology or go away for a year for one of those ‘discover myself’ trips around the world. You know, the stuff my richer classmates had a chance to do.

Unsure what to do with my existence and with my progenitors pressing me to take some responsibility for my bills, I left my CV in a few places, a highly limited option as I didn’t have any specialized education to work in a local beauty salon or the local library. Two weeks later, I received a call to work at the diner in a neighboring town, just a hundred miles away from my childhood home. It wasn’t my dream job, but what can I say? It was a good opportunity to try the adult way of life.

People always think of themselves as smarter than the average person. The mathematical problem with that sort of claim is that generally, more than half of the respondents inquired think of themselves that way. Now how do you place that in the equation? Luckily, I offered myself as a tribute. I thought of myself exactly the way I was, an average female civilian about to celebrate her twenty-sixth birthday and worked in a lousy small town diner. That was about it.

Living in a small town, even if it offers an opportunity to an unlimited access to fresh air, a valuable commodity these days, has a gross disadvantage of offering a very narrow range of activities. My workplace town, just like my hometown, had a small cinema, some comic book stores and a bar. The latter was permanently filled with older generations and some