When a spaceship crashes on a distant planet, fifty soldiers find themselves stranded for good. Fortunately, they soon discover that they are not alone.
The green, well-endowed women of Lorian have lost the males of their species and must rely on the human visitors to appease the needs of an extremely short mating period. Through a game of selection, dubbed hide 'n seek by the humans, the Lorian women choose their potential mates.
Major Brian Hobbs and Private Anton Marshall find themselves on the receiving end of one gorgeous alien woman's attentions, and they don't plan on letting her hide for very long!
Major Brian Hobbs scaled the still-flipping fish eagerly. The planet offered little in the way of fresh meat, and the captured fish were the one rare treat that the shipwrecked men could count on and voraciously enjoy, especially when roasted with local herbs over an open flame.
"Wow, Major. You really know how to season up a mean fillet," Sergeant Wilson declared, while eyeing the scrumptious treat.
"Please, stop calling me Major. If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, Brian will do just fine."
Brian hoped a first-name basis would ease any tensions. He wanted to be a commanding officer that didn't constantly throw rank in other's faces. He also sought to juggle being their leader with being just one of the shipwrecked guys.
"All the moons are out today," Brian whispered appreciatively "Even with no sun, this planet can really heat up so very nicely when its moons align."
"Coo, coo, coooooo."
"Did you hear that?" Wilson whipped his head around, attempting to find the source of the strange noise.
"Yeah, another one of those alien girls," Brian said. "She must be close by." Watching them was one of the few enjoyable pastimes on the otherwise wretched planet. They were similar to human women in shape, but certainly different in color. Their mannerisms, despite serious athletic prowess, also resembled Earth females. They were often spotted observing the crew at work on the broken down ship.
"I wouldn't mind if she caught up to us," Brian added. "I haven't had sex since they last sought us out. A year ago, from what I could tell. If our time is even relevant here."
"How long do you figure they stay horny for?" Wilson asked.
He wearily eyed Sergeant Wilson and sighed. Ever since the sergeant had come out of his coma just a few weeks earlier, Brian had to teach him everything about the planet all over again. Sergeant Wilson had questions and more questions. "Honestly, Wilson, I could swear you've asked me this before. And I'm sure I told you before that they'll have sex for about two of our months. Later, they'll shut up tighter than a drum for about five times as long. So you've got to get it while it's hot, so to speak."
