It's not my first time to go to the club, but it's my first time to see him.
He is very handsome. . . But he's in a state like a dying man.
I was drunk, but I was sure my consciousness was complete.
I helped him, but he whispered. . .
"Let me lay eggs."
Wow. . . They're laying eggs! ,

My Boyfirend Is An Alien

ThewordshauntedmeandIbarelynoticedanythinguntilIreturnedtomyrelatives'homeinBrooklyn,whenKeithletmegoonvacationapartfromtheothers.Itthoughtitwastheresultofmypregnancythatmademelookbad,butnotbecauseIcouldn'tletitleaveme.


Ileanedoverthefryingbed,lookingatthebigmanwhowasstillundressing,showinghistoes,feelinganindescribablelumpinmyback,andthepaininmyleftchestwasunbearable.Ineverthoughtitwouldbesopainfultoleavehim,evenifIjustwantedto,soItriednottothinkaboutit,butIstillcouldn'tdoit.Finally,Icouldn'twaittogetoutofbedandgotoKeith,whowasturningtolookatme.


Ididn'tcareandsuddenlyhuggedit.Keithlookedalittleconfused,buthuggedmeandraisedhishandtotouchthebackofmyhead.


Ididn'tspeak,justpressedmyfacetothefloor,Keithhadtoask.


"Idon'twanttogo,"Isaidinalowvoice,andKeithsuddenlyrealizedthatIhadbeenquietfromNASAuntilIgotbackhere,becausehepulledme,raisedthetipofmychin,kissedme,andthenspoke.


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