Alien Tango

shifting all over. He couldn’t lie any better than the A-Cs could.
    I could see Maureen, and she looked angry. Good. I swung one leg over and sat in his lap, facing him. This meant I could see the others easily. I was almost flattered that Shannon looked jealous. Lee looked freaked. “Oh, I really think I can make you talk. You’ll like it, too.” I ran my hands over his head and through his hair. It was gross, but, you know, anything for the cause. I was just glad I couldn’t see Martini or Christopher, who were thankfully standing behind me now.
    “I . . . I . . . ” Thompson was starting to sweat. And, other things.
    “You know you want to walk on the wild side,” I said in my best Mae West impersonation. I grabbed his hair at the scalp and yanked his head back, as though I were a vampire and going to bite him. I hoped Maureen would crack soon—I had no more intention of putting my mouth on this guy than I had of cleaning the men’s room with my tongue.
    However, I pretended. As I moved my mouth nearer to the guy’s throat, I looked up at our other three suspects. I made eye contact with Shannon. “You’re next.” He looked as if he didn’t know whether to cry or celebrate. I looked at Lee. “Then you, stud.” He gulped, but I noted he was looking less freaked and a little more willing.
    Then I made eye contact with Maureen and gave her a smirk. “You’ll just get to watch.”
    That did it. “Get away from him, you alien bitch!” She lunged toward me.
    Gower reached out, grabbed her by the back of her neck, and lifted her off the ground. “No human touches our leader.” Ooooh, he was getting into it. Good.
    I kept the smirk on my face. “I’ll let him go, and the others. If you tell us what we want to know.”
    “Just read our minds,” she snarled. “I know you can.”
    We couldn’t, but why let them know that? “This way is . . . more fun.” A little part of me felt bad about doing this—I’d lived through someone threatening Martini’s life in front of me already, and it seemed wrong to do it to someone else. Then again, these someone else’s wanted to kill Martini and the rest of us, along with a planeload of innocent people. I decided my moral quandary was over. Nice while it lasted.
    I thrust my stomach at Thompson. This looked to her like I was doing a bump and grind on him, while allowing me to actually not have to rub my body against his. She clawed and struggled, but she was so short that she couldn’t land anything, not even a kick, on Gower.
    “You can tell me . . . or I can ruin him for any other woman. Once you go alien, you never go back.” This was true, at least in my experience.
    “It’s okay,” Thompson called out. “I can fight it.”
    Maureen went nuts. “You bastard, you want to sleep with her! I’ll kill you both!”
    I smirked at her again. “You want to tell me what’s going on? Or you want to watch me do all three of them in front of you? So you can know they’ll never look at you again?”
    Maureen looked as though she was ready to talk. “No, don’t tell her!” Shannon shouted. “We’ll be strong, Maureen, I swear. Let her do her worst to us, we won’t crack.”
    Reader and Tim had to move behind the suspects because they were laughing so hard they were leaning on each other and trying to do it without making a sound. Gower was grinning at me, but he was managing to keep the laughter at bay.
    “What’s it going to be, Maureen? The information the easy way, or,” I pulled Thompson’s head back even farther and ran the fingers of my other hand down his throat and chest, “the fun way?”
    “I’ll talk, just get off him,” she snarled.
    “Talk, and maybe I’ll get off him.” I couldn’t wait to get off this guy. My legs were getting tired since I was using my thighs to keep my body off of his. He was enjoying his alien lap dance far more than you’d have expected from someone who wanted to wipe ETs off the planet.
    “I’ll be good,” he whispered to me. “I’ve seen the error of my ways.”
    I stood up, still straddling him. It felt great to stand. “Tell me what I want to know.”
    He was staring at my chest. “We answer to a man called Howard.”
    “That’s it? That’s the information you think’s going to keep me from doing what I want with you?”
    His eyes were still glued to my female assets. “Maybe you could, you know, question me in private?”
    That did it. Martini moved at hyperspeed and knocked the