The First Attitude: Part Two of Three

By Geoff Schultz

In Part 2, after the stress of the crisis with the command staff of the military base, Chet is hoping for some quiet time with Ilena, but she can’t seem to believe she’s worthy of his job title. When he disappears into the forest twice for several days and Regit won’t initially help her look for him, Ilena finally realizes that her relationship is with Chet as a person, not a title.

A peek inside:

. . . she tightly hugs him for a little while then asks, “Chet, I don’t want to push you, but I would like to know what your thoughts are in regards to my interest in being with you for the rest of your life.”

He seems to slightly stiffen in surprise then hugs her a little more snugly and begins to lightly caress her back. He still hesitates somewhat longer before he verbally responds, “I’m afraid my thoughts are somewhat contradictory which makes it difficult for me to provide you with a clear and coherent response.”

Since that puzzles her, she asks, “Contradictory?”

“Yes. First of all, I very much treasure the thought that you are interested in spending your life with me. At the same time, I’m greatly concerned that you don’t have sufficient facts or life experience to make such a commitment. Actually, I’m not sure anyone who makes such a commitment really understands enough about either themselves or the other person to be able to make that kind of a commitment with a completely clear conscious or without unspoken expectations.

“Another major factor is that I don’t believe I’m good enough for you to spend your time with me. You’re an intelligent, caring, and lovely young lady who deserves someone much better than me. And I certainly don’t want you to feel obligated to stay with me when you meet someone who is more appropriate for you and who will help you to be all you can or want to be.

“I know I’m not being very logical and probably not even very clear, but . . . while I don’t want to push you away, I also don’t want to get in your way of doing what is best for you now and in the future. . . . I guess that means I’m straddling a fence and while I know that sitting on a fence isn’t comfortable, I guess I’m afraid of the probable consequences if I lean in either direction.”

Before she can respond, the tea kettle whistles so they fix their tea then go to the table to sit and sip their tea.

She takes a few moments to gather her thoughts then says, “From some of your past statements and from what you just said, although somewhat indirectly, you do want to selfishly spend time with me and that thrills me. At the same time, you’re making the effort to set aside your selfish interests in the attempt to be more concerned about my interests and my future and I interpret that to mean you greatly care about me which makes me feel very grateful to you.

“In regards to your statement that you don’t believe you’re good enough for me, well, I don’t want to say your feelings are of no value, but I also have to disagree with you. I couldn’t ask for a better human friend than you. You’ve always treated me gently and with great respect which is very clearly demonstrated every time you touch me without taking advantage of me. I’ve overheard enough of the other females in the community talk about their male friends and they seldom receive the level of respect or concern which you always give me.”

He drinks a little tea before he responds, “Thank you for believing that I treat you with respect. I certainly don’t mean to make it sound like I’m trying to reduce what that may mean to you, but from my perspective, I’m treating you how I think any lady needs to be treated, or even any person.”

“I know that’s what you believe and I’ve seen you demonstrate that with everyone around you, at least until they push you beyond anyone’s endurance. You even treat the Floaters with that level of respect when most people would probably have a hard time even considering them to be animals, much

• Language: English
• Publisher: Geoff Schultz
• Release date: Jul 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005966607

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Part Two of Three

a story of acceptance and

love on a distant planet

Geoff Schultz

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Copyright 2020 by Geoff Schultz

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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, and events in this book are products of this writer’s imagination or, in the case of referenced historical persons, are used fictitiously. Any other similarity to actual persons, names, or events is purely coincidental.

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WARNING:

Part Two of Three of The FIRST Attitude contains scenes of consenting adults sharing physical intimate affection which are inappropriate for children and may be offensive to some adults.

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An explanatory note:

Since the terms ‘sentience’ and ‘sapience’ have changed definitions and usage over time, this writer does not use either term to describe an intelligent self-aware being. Most humans are anthropocentric in that they consider humankind to be the most significant entity in the universe whether that’s as a result of evolution or a creative deity or some other cause. Therefore, humans have and will probably continue to use humanity as their criteria by which to determine if another species consists of intelligent self-aware beings who are of equal value with humans.

Throughout history, some humans have been unwilling to acknowledge other humans as having equal value to themselves whether the differences between them had to do with ancestry, economics, gender, geography, language, religion, social status, or any of a multitude of other factors. Because of that, this writer will make the assumption that when humans use themselves as the criteria to judge another species, they will use the more positive attributes of humanity such as compassion, empathy, and respect.

Based on those factors and since this story is written from a human perspective, this writer will use the term ‘anthro-equivalent’ to refer to a non-human species which is considered to consist of intelligent self-aware beings who are acknowledged by humans as having equal value with humanity.

The FIRST Attitude -

Part Two of Three

Chapter 57

It’s the middle of the afternoon when Captain Stilson hears approaching footsteps. A moment later, his eyes open wide as he recognizes the sound of feminine heels. He stands up and steps towards the door of his cell then grins as his eyes look the woman up and down. A moment later, without taking his eyes off of her, he says, Well, Constable, it’s about time you brought me someone to make my stay more pleasant. Please, step into my humble abode and I can provide you with a very enjoyable experience.

When he notices her frown, he asks, Are you going to be like those female deputies who won’t even talk to me? And here I thought women liked a man in a uniform.

The Constable shakes his head as he says, He’s all yours, ma’am, and steps away.

Before she can think of what might be an appropriate response which doesn’t express her immediate feeling of disgust, the Captain again rakes her body with his eyes and suggests, Step inside and I’ll gladly be all yours.

Captain Stilson, shut up!

Why, good looking?

I’m officially here from the Supreme Commander’s office . . .

He interrupts, It’s about time somebody came to get me out of here. I guess the Colonel forgot all about me, but it’s nice to know I have friends in high places. Tell the Constable to release me and we can go somewhere private and set off some fireworks.

She briefly stares at him then turns and walks off.

Where are you going?

She hollers back, To make arrangements for your court-martial, then adds under her breath, or more.

His only response is to laugh out loud as though she just told him the punch line to a great joke.

It takes Marlene a little while to calm down before she can ask the Constable, Is Captain Stilson always like that?

That’s how he was behaving when we first arrested him and he’s responded to every female he’s seen in a similar manner.

I was initially skeptical when Chet first said he was arrested for attempted rape, but after I saw the recording you made and then endured him in person, I’m almost surprised that young woman didn’t borrow one of your weapons and put him out of everyone’s misery.

I almost did it myself.

She nods her head in understanding then asks, And the judicial review has convicted him of attempted rape?

Yes, ma’am. We’ve delayed completing the sentence in order to be courteous and allow a military judge to review the law and the evidence, but we haven’t had any success in communicating with the unit’s commanding officer or his staff.

I understand that’s been an ongoing problem and hopefully we’ll be able to resolve the situation in a few days. She briefly hesitates before she asks, I don’t want to cause you extra problems, but is there someplace where I can interview the squad which was sent to ‘rescue’ the Captain without having to go near him again?

The Constable grins in understanding and answers, Of course. We’re trying to make a point with the Captain by not letting him out of his cage, but he just isn’t getting the message.

Marlene chuckles then says, You must be too subtle for him to understand. By the way, what are your laws like in regards to old fashioned torture?

The Constable briefly laughs then guides her to an interview room where she can privately talk to the squad members.

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Chet and Ilena meet for dinner in the cafeteria then walk hand in hand to her quarters. When they’re partway there, she says, After lunch you said the next expansion of how you touch me is going to be a little different. I know you’re trying to protect me and to help me feel more comfortable with all levels of sharing physical affection, but I want to assure you that the more you’ve touched me, the more I’ve enjoyed it and the more I trust you.

Thank you. That’s what I’ve been hoping you would experience and why I want to expand the sharing of affection in small steps.

I guess part of what I’m trying to say is that I don’t think you need to be so cautious about expanding how much you touch me when I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.

I don’t mean to disagree with you because until you’ve been touched in all possible ways so you can truthfully say you enjoyed them all, there may be some ways I which I touch you that you don’t enjoy. Not only that, but when the next step is somewhat different, I would prefer to have some extra time available to try to calm you down if you happen to have a negative reaction for whatever reason.

She asks with a hopeful or maybe even an excited tone to her voice, Or to give me time to calm down if I have an excessively positive reaction?

Well, although I hadn’t directly thought of that possibility, I suppose the reason could apply there also.

When you caressed my inner thighs last night, you probably would have thought I had an excessively positive reaction to that if I hadn’t made a strong effort to control my reaction.

He turns to look at her with wide eyes, but can’t seem to think of a verbal response more eloquent than, Oh?

Oh, yeah! They step into her quarters, close and lock the door, and she immediately hugs and kisses him which makes it clear to even him that she does it because she really wants to. While they wait for their breathing to settle, they reluctantly separate to take turns in the bathroom then forego their usual cup of tea in order to go to the small sofa sooner where she settles on his upper legs, renews the kisses, and enjoys how his caresses expand to everywhere he’s caressed her before through her clothes. Eventually, as he’s done before, he reduces the extent of his caresses until he’s just holding her.

A couple of minutes later, he begins to caress her again and slowly expands how much of her he caresses and this time he includes as much of her skin as he caressed her last night. She doesn’t know why, but when his caresses reach the insides of her legs and cover her from her knees to about the middle of her thighs, it seems even more exciting than it did when he first caressed her there. Maybe it’s her anticipation of how he’s going to touch her next or maybe it’s because he caresses her there longer than he did last night. In either case, it takes her a little while to realize that the extent of his caresses are slowly diminishing.

She gladly snuggles in his comforting embrace for awhile before they get up to use the bathroom and fix a cup of tea. Soon, they’re back on the small sofa where she gladly tries to absorb and memorize the feelings she experiences as he kisses and caresses her. He’s still caressing her through her clothes when she notices that his right hand is slowly moving higher up the front of her body. Her eyes open wide as she feels his hand slide up between her breasts to caress her upper chest, neck, and face.

A little later, his hand caresses down to her upper abdomen, but it goes down the left side of her body and barely bypasses her breast. She briefly wonders if he’s going to caress her along her right side then realizes there’s no room for his hand since her side is tightly pressed to his chest. Even as she enjoys every move his hands make, she tries to pay closer attention to how his hands actually touch her through her shirt and as his caresses move back and forth between her upper abdomen and her upper chest, it seems as though they move a little closer to her breasts.

Then his right hand seems to slide onto her right breast and she holds her breath to see what he’s going to do and hopes it’s not an accident on his part. A few moments later, his hand begins to move on her shirt covered breast and she expels her breath in a groan of a sigh as though she had been hoping for him to touch her there without really knowing that’s what she was hoping for. A little later, his hand moves to caress her left breast and she breathes out, Yes! as though this is the touch she had been waiting for.

For a few minutes, he gently caresses her on and all around her breasts and when his hand moves away then slowly diminishes the extent of his caresses, she proclaims, Thank you, thank you so much, and tries to thoroughly kiss him although she doesn’t seem to have much energy. Too soon, she has to breathe then barely lets her breathing settle some before she kisses him more. Eventually, she just snuggles tighter to him and sighs with a feeling of so much comfort and contentedness, she almost falls asleep.

With obvious reluctance, he helps her to lay down on the sofa. He kneels on the floor beside her and gently caresses her face for a little while before he says, Thank you for allowing me to touch you. She wants to tell him she would gladly enjoy it if he would touch her like that any time he wants, but nothing comes out. He briefly pauses then says, You’re a wonderful precious lady. Enjoy your rest. His words must have had an effect on her because she isn’t aware when he stands up, walks to the door, looks back at her with longing, opens the door, steps out, closes the door, and makes sure it’s locked before he walks to his quarters.

Chapter 58

In the morning while she’s in the shower, Ilena briefly wonders if he really did touch her breasts through her shirt or if it was an exceptionally vivid dream. In an attempt to confirm whether or not he touched her, she hesitates until she’s done with her shower but hasn’t turned off the water before she cautiously touches her own breasts. Her eyes open wide then almost close and she has to lean back on the wall because her hands seem to imitate how he touched her through her shirt and indefinable wonderful feelings seem to fill her up.

Reluctantly, she stops touching herself, takes some deep breaths in an attempt to calm down, turns off the water, and moves the shower curtain out of the way to reach her towel. As she pulls the towel closer to her body, it slightly slides across her stimulated breasts and she almost moans at the feelings which surge into her. She has to continually remind herself that she needs to get dry and has to take extra care with how the towel moves over her body.

Once she’s dried herself enough so the towel is below her breasts, she sighs in relief and relaxes. But when she starts to dry her pubic area, she’s unprepared for the even stronger excited feelings which surge into her and she barely stops herself for either falling over or touching herself on purpose. She knows she really likes how Chet touches her, but if this is a preview of what his future touches might be like . . . she’s not sure it’s safe to finish that thought.

Somehow, she manages to finish drying herself then gets dressed and completes her morning routine. As she steps out of the door of her quarters, she has to make the effort to contain her excitement at how he has touched her and her anticipation of how he will touch her from being expressed in a way which others might notice. Then she remembers that just a few weeks ago she had been set on taking her vows to become a sister, and is very glad Mother Superior recognized something within her which isn’t appropriate for that life style.

Since she didn’t see Chet on her way to the cafeteria or inside, she gets her own breakfast then goes over to his office. Karina shakes her head and explains, He’s already in a meeting and has meetings scheduled for almost all morning. If you want, I can put you down as his lunch appointment.

Yes, please. Thank you.

You’re welcome. I had already blocked the time out, but I wanted to check with you first to be sure an appointment then would work with your schedule.

Ilena hesitates then isn’t sure if it’s safe to ask her question, Um . . .

Why did I already set that time aside?

Yeah.

Karina answers, Because I’m going to do what I can to encourage the two of you to spend time together. At least without seriously impacting his ability to do his job. I’m sure you feel like he’s done a lot for you . . .

There’s no doubt about that.

. . . but I can clearly see how much of a positive effect you have on him and I want that to continue.

Oh, thank you. I wish I knew what I was doing to help him so I could try to do it better.

Just continue to sincerely want to spend time with him because you make him feel wanted and special and that makes him feel like he, as an individual instead of just a job title, is very important to someone.

That’s how he makes me feel.

Good. Encourage those feelings in each other and I think you’ll have an enjoyable future.

Thank you, Karina, for your encouragement. I suppose I ought to go do something ‘productive’ before I’m tempted to interrupt his meetings to express how special I think he is.

She grins then says, You’re probably right about that. Well, have a good day and if he shows signs that he needs a dose of happiness, I’ll let you know.

Ilena returns her grin as she responds, Please do. I’ll talk to you later. Bye.

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Considering the number of meetings and teleconferences he’s had to endure this morning in an effort to catch up with his work, Chet needs no persuading by Ilena to take a break for lunch. After they eat, they walk hand in hand back to his office where he has a little time left of his designated ‘lunch appointment’ and she more than willingly steps into his office. He pushes the door closed with his heel which allows her to step into his arms for a tight hug and a thorough kiss that much more quickly.

Her breathing has only partially settled when she proclaims into his ear, Touch me . . . like you did . . . last night.

He briefly thinks about what she might mean and a moment after his eyebrows rise in surprise, he asks, Are you sure?

Very sure. His right hand loosens its hug to caress her back and moves to her side then slowly moves towards her front. As his hand approaches the outside of her shirt covered left breast, she breaths out, Yes! and tries to kiss him more passionately. Sooner than she wants, she has to breathe because the excitement or pleasure or whatever it’s called which she experiences from how he touches her takes her breath away. Moments later, she twists her body a little to press her right breast to his chest which makes more of her left breast available for him to touch.

Since he doesn’t want to run the risk of her getting sore by touching her too much, his right hand caresses her shirt covered body as it returns to her back. Once it settles on her back to snugly hug her, his left hand begins to caress her and slowly moves around the side of her body. As her wonderful feelings slightly diminish, she recognizes how his hand is moving and twists her body in the other direction in order to press her left breast to his chest then quietly moans as the wonderful feelings surge back into her as his left hand arrives to caress her right breast.

Again, his caressing hand moves away and returns to her back to snugly hug her. Even as she never wants such a wonderful feeling to stop, a small part of her mind guesses they’re running out of time. A few moments later, she leans back just enough to thoroughly kiss him then she begins to rub her breasts on his chest and the surge of her enjoyable feelings quickly takes her breath away.

It takes her a little while to realize he’s briefly released his hug of her in order to step around behind her and snugly wraps his arms around her upper abdomen. He gently kisses her neck and ears and with soft words, he suggests that she relax. Slowly, her breathing settles and she’s so tempted to pull his hands up to caress her some more that it feels like it’s a real struggle for her to not give into what she really wants. A moment later, she guesses if she didn’t feel a little tired from all the wonderful feelings she enjoyed, she would have lost the struggle.

Even as she thinks he probably has more inner strength than she does, she clearly hears his reluctant tone as he says, I suppose I ought to make some effort to resist my interest in touching you more especially since we each have work to do. He kisses her neck and ears a little more before he continues, Ilena, thank you so much for being willing to spend time with me and for allowing me to touch you. I don’t recall ever receiving a more wonderful gift.

Your safe and gentle touching is a wonderful gift. I had no idea that being touched could feel so good. Thank you.

It was truly my pleasure.

If I had more energy, I might be inclined to argue with you about which of us enjoyed the most pleasure and then require a further demonstration to prove my point.

Ah, but there’s no way to quantify who receives the ‘most’ pleasure. The whole point of the first attitude is that we both enjoy the experience by our own definition. So, if I say it’s my pleasure to touch you and, at the same time, you say it’s your pleasure to be touched, then we have succeeded at applying the first attitude because we both received pleasure.

I guess that will teach me to try to argue with a professor.

He briefly chuckles, turns her head rather than her body, deeply kisses her but keeps it brief as though it’s a preview of coming events, and gently pushes her towards the door as he says, Go, before I do take advantage of you and forget all about my duties.

She steps to the door, opens it, turns, blows him a kiss, and quickly steps out of the door before the desire for her she sees in his eyes pulls her back into the room.

Chapter 59

Sometime in the middle of the afternoon, Colonel Martin, although the guards always refer to him as Criminal 143962, is again guided to a small almost bare room and his chains are locked to the prepared bolts while he sits on a hard and unbalanced chair which is unbalanced in a different direction than last time. The guards step out, the door slams shut with an echoing boom, and he waits. Thankfully, he doesn’t have to wait long before the door opens, a guard steps in to set a comfortable chair on the other side of the table and steps out. A moment or two later, three people step into the room, but the Colonel only notices the attractive woman who sits down in the chair.

The Colonel again runs his eyes over her body before he says, It’s about time they improved the scenery around it. I’m sorry I can’t be more hospitable, but I seem to be tied down at the moment. He rattles his chains and grins at his own joke. As she just looks at him with a neutral expression, he begins to be a little concerned and wonders who she is and why she’s here.

Marlene lets the silence grow a little longer before she says, Just to confirm, are you Colonel Stickle Martin who was the commanding officer of the military unit which was recently posted to this planet?

I still am the commanding officer . . . he’s so surprised she holds up her hand in a ‘say no more’ gesture, that he actually stops talking.

I’m officially here from the Supreme Commander’s office . . .

He interrupts, It’s about time somebody got here. We’ve had a hell of a time with the local government since they’ve arrested our loyal officers, including myself. Now, call the guard in to release me and we can get out of here and have the fleet blow the miserable government here off of the planet.

She just sits there and he’s about to tell her again what she needs to do when she asks, Are you quite done?

What do you mean?

Let’s start at the beginning. When your unit was posted here, did you or did you not obey General Order 10?

Why should I obey an order which doesn’t apply?

Are you suggesting that General Order 10 does not apply to this planet?

He rolls his eyes in disbelief that he has to explain, I’m not suggesting anything. General Order 10 does not apply to the current government of this planet.

And what is the criteria you use to make that claim?

I have a much higher authority than the Planetary Administrator who is only a farmer’s son. The only value he has from a military standpoint is to be cannon fodder.

I saw the recording of you telling that to Captain Mayfair before you ran off in fear.

Those deserting troops mutinied and I have instituted court-martial procedures against the whole lot of them.

Marlene pauses in thought then says, "I don’t recall any other example in military history when a commanding