Nocturnal X-emmissions.

Scott & Emma's Bedroom - where Emma is picking up a few things off the floor.

Emma: Who's there? I can sense you, come out!
The Surfer walks in and looks Emma over as she stands naked in front of him, her proud cherry-tipped breasts thrusting forward in a provocative manner, her flat sensous stomach moving slightly in anticipation whilst her carefully trimmed pubic mound quivers and puckers at the Alien's approach.(Ehm, I think that's enough physical descriptions, move on or it's going in the Adult Forums - Moderator).

Emma: Oh, it's you! What do you want?

Silver Surfer: I was looking fo..

Emma: This?? (Thrusting her prominent chest out.) Had a good look?

Silver Surfer: (Looking closer at her pert, succulent, juicy... - you get the idea; this babe is stacked!) Why, is there something on it? I'm confused as to why you are taking your sexual anger out on me?

Emma: What do you mean 'sexual anger'? Anyway, (Turning away and climbing into bed.) what would an alien know about sexual anger?

Silver Surfer: You would be surprised what one learns in an eternity of travel.

Emma: Yes, I'm sure you know all about making love to a green multi-orificed squid, but you wouldn't even know where to start with an Earth woman!! Now leave, I have to finish off with some electrical help! Bloody men!

Silver Surfer: Don't you mean Male-Earthlings! Besides everyone knows, Cosmic power is far superior to electrical power!

Emma: Don't toy with me Surfer, I could eat you for breakfast.

Silver Surfer: Good, (Moving towards the bed) then it looks like I'll be staying the night!

Emma: Hah! You?? You can't even get your under-pants off!!

Silver Surfer: I've picked up a few tricks which may amuse you. (The Power Cosmic surges in the Surfer's underpants as they dissolve to reveal his well-proportioned...)



Emma: Oh, my! I hope that's not a trick of the light! What's that strange aroma, like heather mixed with mint?

Silver Surfer: It's my pre-cum, it's heavily scented to arouse the female of the species. (Pause) Any species! Inhale fully and savour it. Come closer and smell it!

Emma: Smell it? I'll smell it, stroke it, pull it, suck it, bite it & chew it!!! When I'm finished with you - you're gonna need that surfboard to lie down on!

Silver Surfer: Sorry to digress - but - you haven't seen it, have you?


Meanwhile in the Romanesque Bath-House, Bobby Drake is suprised to find Scott Summers.

Bobby: Oh, Scott I'm sorry - I didn't know anyone was down here. I'll come back later.

Scott: That's alright Bobby, I'm just relaxing, just had a stressful moment with Logan.

Bobby: Yeah, I heard the ruckus! It woke everyone one up. What was it about?

Scott: Forget that nonesense. We can, uhm, share the pool if you like. Save on the water!

Bobby: Uhm,...eh.. I guess so. (He takes off his towel and gets into the pool with Scott.)

Scott: Booby, would you be an angel and just do my back - I can't seem to reach. Oops, silly old me - I seem to have dropped the soap. Butter-fingers!

Bobby: That's OK Scott, I'll get it. (Bends over and searches for the soap. Scott meanwhile eyes him greedily.) Got it. Here turn around Scott and I'l do your back.

Scott: Thanks Bobby. Hmm, you've got a soft touch. So tell me Bobby, are you a good moral student?

Bobby: Yeah, I guess so.

Scott: Uhuh, and do you ever read stories about Marvel Super-heroes??

Bobby: Yeah, whenever I can get my hands on them.

Scott: Do you ever read stories about DC Super-heroes?

Bobby: No, I don't. Don't really care for 'em.

Scott: So, is reading Marvel moral and reading DC immoral?

Bobby: I don't know, I don't think so.

Scott: Of course not, reading Marvel or DC is a question of taste and taste has nothing to do with morals, does it?.

Bobby: I guess not.

Scott: I, Bobby, (Licking lips & moving closer.) read both Marvel and (Pause) DC.

Bobby: What're you doing Scott??

Scott: Sometimes DC can be become AC. (Confused silence from Bobby.) AC - Alternating Current. Current that, (Licking lips) goes both ways!

Bobby: Oh, I get it! You wanna have sex with me!

Scott: Ehm, yes I suppose so. But don't tell anyone, it'll be our little secret.

Bobby: Good thing too - Angel's a real bitch when he get's jealous!

Scott: Why would, Angel get jealous?

Bobby: Don't you know? - I've been giving him hand-jobs for the last few years! Twenty bucks a pop - so to speak!

Upstair the Silver Surfer, in bed with Emma, enjoys the subtle pleasures of a receding orgasm whilst the heavy aroma of lavender and mint prevades the whole room.

Emma: It's full of stars!

Silver Surfer: What?

Emma: Your semen. It's full of stars.

Silver Surfer: Yes, I know - it is an effect of the Power Cosmic.

Emma: Oh, I feel so yummy! I didn't know sex could be like that! My whole body's alive and in a constant state of pleasure. Let's do it again.

Silver Surfer: Do you always levitate when you climax? I had to peel you off the ceiling!

Emma: No, that was just your super-sticky cum! God, there was so much of it.

Silver Surfer: When you wander the loneliness of space as long as I have - you build up a backlog.

Emma: And, (tchououou) soooo minty!

Silver Surfer: I shall not seek to test the veracity of that statement! Just a moment, (Wipes her lips) there's nothing so romantic as wiping the cum of your lovers' lips!

Emma: Come one let's do it again - I can't wait. I'll even do it doggy-style! You can put it where ever you like - baby! I ain't got no complaints.

Silver Surfer: No, be patient. You must saviour the moment. Lie back and let the radiance of your orgasm fuse through your entire body. Identify the areas which only tingle - for next time they will scream themselves hoarse with pleasure.

Emma: Oh, my! You stud-boy - I never knew there was so much to intergalactic sex.

Silver Surfer: Zenn-La had ten thousand years of peace. After we'd written all the poetry and prose that could be read, painted all the pictures worth looking at, there was only one art left to explore - the art of sex. And like everything else my fellow inhabitants did - they explored it meticulously. When every day, for ten thousand years, is like a tedious wet sunday afternoon - what else are you going to do all day, but screw your brains out??

Emma: You mean there's more?

Silver Surfer: Oh, yes! There's is more. So much.....much......much more! There's the Teased Vulva Method - hours of annihilating pleasure.

Emma: I don't believe you! Your teasing me!

Silver Surfer: You have only begun to explore the First Level of Zenn-Lain Eroticism - there are 41 others!

Emma: 42? 42? Oh, what a wonderful number!

Silver Surfer: It is..............The Answer!