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Rescuing Tashina from the Unda!
AKA: Rescuing a Sexy Russian Cosmonaut from the Aliens
“How stupid can you be Randy? . . . Seriously? . . . You’ve survived for three years with no problems and you’re going to risk it all for a pair of tits? Fuck! Stupid!” I quickly dodge into another group of large weeds and underbrush! Slipping and falling onto my face, which with the weight of the Porta-SKRAM on my back, made it way worse!
Two more Unda Scout-Ships fly by just seconds later! The Porta-SKRAM will prevent them from locating me using any tech in existence . . . be it Human or Alien in origin. The one thing it won’t do is block any traditional visuals like zooming in cameras or hand held binoculars.
I make another quick dash and dive to the next nearest hiding spot on my way to the bright shiny object moving about right out in the open! “Holy fuck! What is she thinking? To not only be walking about in the middle of everything is one thing. But to also be doing it in her very sexy and very form fitting metallic Cosmonaut uniform!”
After three years of being alone, most of my thoughts are out loud . . . “In effort to counter my extreme loneliness!” She turns again facing in my direction, even though she still has no idea I’m even here! Close enough to get clear view of her cleavage and some very unique black bra…
