A Good Little Girl Like You (A Sample)

Kay mentioned you." He held out his hand. "Let's dance."

They strolled away toward the music. But in a parting

gesture he glanced back at Rebecca just as they disappeared

around the corner.

As if. Women like Bubbles would always have their way

with hunky guys like that. She tried to put him out of her

mind and turned back to Alice. "Not bad looking. But he

does seem like a loser." It helped to put him down, convince

herself that it could never amount to anything. Besides,

who wore sloppy surf clothes to a fancy party like this?

Alice bugged out her eyes. "Not bad looking? Did you

see those muscles? What a fine piece of meat!" She shook a

hand in front of her face. "Whew! But you're right-he

probably works at the shore selling beer." Her eyebrows

bobbed up and down. "Ask me if I care."

Rebecca thought for a bit. "Maybe he's a lifeguard." She

sighed. "I'd let him give me CPR."

"Hell, I would too." Alice turned to Alien Girl, trying to

draw the woman out. "What about you?"

Upon being called back to the planet's surface, Alien

Girl's head turned sharply in a simulated human response.

"Well, of course, I'd let him save my life. Why wouldn't I

want someone to save my life?" She was obviously confused

by the silly things earthlings like to say.

Rebecca knew it would be impossible to engage this

woman in mere mortal trivialities. "Yes, you're right. I'd let

anyone save my life." But I'd prefer him.

Alice wasn't as forgiving and pressed further. "But don't

you think he's hot?"

Alien Girl turned to look, but Bubbles had dragged

Tarzan far away by then. She turned back, unenlightened. "I

didn't notice. I thought he was a bus boy."

He's certainly not a bus boy. Tarzan's breathtaking body

was burned into Rebecca's mind. She exhaled and turned

away. "I think I need a drink."

Alice bounced on the balls of her feet. "No! First come

look at my incredible car. Then we can get a drink."

"Sure. Show me your toy." She followed Alice out to the

parking lot.

Alice's car had indeed undergone a complete makeover.

It had new side and front panels, which gave the car a

completely different look-the look of an animal. The car

now sported wild stripes on bulging, sinewy side panels,

and gleaming teeth where the front grill should be.

Rebecca admired the car as Alice expounded on its

lines, aerodynamics, handling, and overall magnificence. It

had everything a creature like Alice could ever want. "Hop

in! We'll take a drive."

"I don't know, Alice. For some reason, I want to go back