Wait a minute. What was going on here? Id taken the
beautiful mysterious woman next door to dinner, having finally gotten up the
nerve to ask her, and now, at her door, had just given her a tentative
good-night kiss. This was inevitably the end of any date, and these had been
few and far between, Id ever had. But the lovely Selena was kissing me
back, hard, and incredibly, she was pulling me through the doorway.
Selenas dark eyes glistened and her perfect breasts pressed against my
chest. Before I knew what was happening, we were in her bedroom.
Let me go back a little. Im just an average guy. Im
35 years old, at least ten years older than Id say Selena was. I make a
decent living as a researcher for a brokerage firm, but Im not rich by
any means. Im certainly not good-looking. And Selena, she was the most
beautiful woman Id ever seen. Shed moved in about a month ago.
Shed knocked on my door several times, asking me to explain how things in
her place worked, the dishwasher, the air-conditioner, even her coffee maker.
Naturally, I was entranced by her. To my amazement, she seemed
interested in me. She wanted to know all about my job. She asked me questions
about the stock market and how it worked. What made some stocks go up and some
go down? How did I know which companies were good buys and which were not? How
was the market regulated? Could someone manipulate it? I found myself spending
two or three evenings a week in her apartment.
Did I say she was mysterious as well as lovely? She told me
nothing about herself. When I asked she evaded my questions and said shed
tell me later. Judging from her apartments furnishings she must have had
money, but she didnt seem to have a job. I never saw any evidence that
she did any cooking. I was curious about her but that didnt matter. It
was enough that she was beautiful and that she appeared to like me. There was
only one flaw in our relationship, my cat Mickey didnt like her. The
first time Selena was in my place she tried to pet Mickey, who
uncharacteristically scratched her. It looked like a deep scratch, but Selena
said it was nothing. When I looked, there was no sign of a scratch at all. That
was strange, but I didnt think anything about it, not at the time.
If this was another kind of story Id now have to describe
in intimate detail the first night I spent at Selenas. Suffice it to say,
it exceeded even my wildest expectations. One thing was surprising. Im
not a great lover; I know the basics and thats about all. With her
fantastic looks, I expected that Selena had had many lovers and was experienced
in all the ins and outs of sex. But she didnt seem to be any more
knowledgeable than myself. As she had with my work, she asked a lot of
questions. She also read books and I found out that she was a fast learner.
Selena was in fact curious about many things. Her apartment was
filled with books, the ones about sex being the latest additions. She had books
about world history, science, economics, climate and, surprisingly, physics.
She also had a laptop, on which she spent a lot of time, but she never let me
look at it. It contained her private thoughts, she said.
As Ive mentioned, I saw no signs in Selenas
apartment that she ever did any cooking. After I came home from work, I usually
made dinner for us. Selena and my cat Mickey had arrived at a truce. Mickey
kept her distance and Selena made no further attempt to befriend her. It was
clear that Mickey remained suspicious.
If my first night with Selena was fantastic, the month that
followed was an idyll. Then after dinner one night she told me that in a short
time shed be leaving. What? I said. Where are you
To a place far away.
My time here has come to an end. Its time for me to
Ill come with you.
Im afraid thats not possible.
I was devastated. Will you come back?
In time, but then things will be changed.
She smiled. Youll see. Now come, lets enjoy
Selena kissed me and soon one thing led to another. As Ive
said, she was a fast learner with regard to sex and for that night I forgot
When I returned from work the next day everything Selena had in
my apartment was gone. I knocked on the door to her apartment; there was no
answer. I went back downstairs and found Mr. Jensen, the super. Selena had left
that morning, he told me. I said I might have left some things in her place; he
let me have her key. The apartment was completely empty, no books and of course
I returned to my place, a pain in my heart. I dont know
how long I just sat there. I do know that it became dark outside. Finally, I
roused myself. I got the flash drive on which Id downloaded the contents
of Selenas laptop when shed been sleeping the previous night and
put it into my computer. A number of files appeared. I opened some and they
were in a language I didnt know. Then I saw a file with my name heading
it. I opened the file. Part was in the same unintelligible language, but there
were some sections in English. I read: easy to seduce
considerable amount about the stock market but little else
hes fallen in love, as humans on Earth say,
I read some
more; it was in the same vein.
I was incredulous, but then I wasnt. Of course Selena
wasnt really interested in me. I wondered if shed been placed next
door to me because of my stock market knowledge and my innocence in all other
matters. It occurred to me that I should inform someone about Selena, the
government maybe, but they would just think I was crazy. Maybe I was because I
still yearned for her. Shed said shed return in time. I wondered
when, and I wondered who or what else would come with her.