All vessels were filled with ice cubes and Torio distributed them to all rooms. April only raised her head briefly, but showed little need for explanation. She checked her messages on her cell phone and was too busy to notice the blond man's preparations. It was only when he rolled over to the sofa, placed his chair next to it and reached for her phone that she came to life.

"Give it to me and try to relax. After the shopping tour I owe you a massage," he said friendly and put the phone aside.

"You really... do that? ...Wait, I'll just..." She pulled up a padded stool. "...sit here before you. ... "Is that all right with you?" She leaned back dreamily and tiredly, had the straps of her dress pushed to one side, but immediately went up again in shock when his fingers touched her naked skin.

"For God's sake! ... will you freeze me?!" she screamed, turned to him and took his hands in hers. "Did you have a fastball fight, Torio?" Her eyes were wide open and all fatigue was gone. The astronaut grinned embarrassed and couldn't find any suitable excuse for the fast ball fight. He just looked at her a little helplessly and she melted away, despite her cold hands.

"Okay... I'll bear it... and if you do your job well, you'll warm up quickly and you can move the massage to other parts of my body." Her meaningful look left no doubt what she was talking about and the blond nodded absent-mindedly. April giggled and sat back in position, squinting her eyes together and getting double goose bumps from the gentle kneading movements.

"Uhh... that feels good... go on... tighter..." She leaned back and sighed and at that moment Torio felt the vibrations. Full of expectation, he looked around searching but didn't stop massaging April's shoulders. Her head kept nodding to the side as if struggling to sleep. The astronaut started humming softly and... he felt it stronger. It was there. The woman in front of him tilted backwards and lay relaxed between his thighs. Her eyes closed, mouth slightly open.

"Mori?" whispered Torio, fixing the American woman.

"Oh, don't stop. Mori? ...who is..." She had fallen asleep and the man behind her pulled the bowl with the ice cubes closer. His fingers trembled, no longer with cold, but with excitement. It was very close, here... to him.

"Mori? Where are you? ...I..." Suddenly April opened her eyes and stared with an empty gaze at Torio, who retreated in horror.

"To... Torio," breathed April's ailing voice. "Hot... it's so hot." Immediately, the blond man reached into the container provided and began to draw lines with the frozen cubes on the blonde skin of the female body.

"I'm gonna cool you down... here... see. ...How does it feel?" A broad smile spread over her luscious red lips. It was here again! Between his feet!

"Mori ... I want ... you ..." the ice cube between his fingers melted within seconds and the astronaut now tried to slide the ice pieces over her body with both hands.

"It's all right, I won't hurt you. Don't be afraid Morika ...", he spoke softly to the alien, because he suspected that the alien would be afraid and therefore produce this heat.

"No... that's not it,... I... eh... Toriooo please..." April's eyes began to change again.

"Then show yourself... Morika, you're so beautiful and I want to see you at last." Torio reached into the bowl again, fished out a particularly large piece and led it to the trembling lips, which immediately parted to accept the cooling gift.

"Tell me who you are... and why I can feel you so intensely. It feels as if... I had... ouch! ...Burned again." He pushed April's back off his feet, rubbed his icy fingers over it and, impressed, said: "You are... fascinating, the more you set me on fire, the more I feel it." The alien in the woman's body started to pull itself together.

"I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to... I don't want to, but I'm burning inside. It's like a fire in me. And only with an human shell I can control the heat. Without it ..." he pointed down at the female body. "I would turn you and myself to ashes." Tears filled the deep brown eyes, nervously looking for another bowl of ice.

"I see, ... I'll help you, come," Torio asked his guest to follow him. He rolled ahead into the kitchen and grabbed the body lotion he had bought in the hallway especially for this special visitor. "Sit down and push the dress as high as you can." Mori giggled, did as he was told and took a fresh slice of ice from the pot at the kitchen table.

"You are... very thoughtful. Thank you." April's face was positively radiant. Never in her whole life did these full lips displace so much of the narrow cheeks.

"Lift your leg... a little more..." The alien placed the blonde's foot in Torio's lap and wiggled her red lacquered toes.

"Pretty... hi hi... ahhhh... uhhh... good...", the alien moaned inside the woman's body and clawed the fingernails into the upholstery of the chair back. The man in front of her was already stroking the female thighs and spreading the cooling cream over the hot skin. "I... uhh... don't know... if... ahhh... you won't generate more... heat with that", April's voice puffed out of breath.

"You'll see, it'll help you... for sure. Calm down, the effect will take a few minutes. Then you'll know." To distract the strangers a little Torio started asking questions: "Mori ... your name is Morika, isn't it? And you are... an alien?" It just nodded the blonde head and the long pointed tongue played with a dripping ice cube between the slender fingers.

"Ohh yeah, Mori...I'm...Moooo", it almost looked as if the alien was about to be on the verge of collapse again. "A... stop... you have... you have to... stop touching her... eh me... shit or else I'll...!" It closed its eyes and the astronaut immediately took his hands off the women's legs and let them slide gently to the ground.

"Good... is good. In a moment ... in a moment it will get better," Torio tried to calm it down. Quickly he pulled a fan from a holder on his wheelchair and unfolded it. "Now... watch out..." He began to fan, at first lightly and carefully, then stronger and larger to supply air to the woman's whole body. April smiled shyly, which she never actually did, restraint was a foreign word for her, but IT was inside her and Torio was torn between the dark eyes and the mouth that seemed not to belong to her. "Better?" he asked anxiously but with a slight smile as he glanced at the person half lying in the chair.

"Hmm ... much ... much better ...", came the quiet answer. The eyes opened again and their gaze met. "Our species is called the IUCHIS. When we find our true love, we burn for it inside. Our feelers blossom and when we mate, we seal the bond for life. It's all very simple and follows strict rules," explained Mori in April's hoarse voice. "But... my love is forbidden... and dangerous, and I don't know how I'm going to manage it. Everything speaks against it, ... but I am here ... with you and ... I don't want to leave anymore." The astronaut's big eyes narrowed. He seemed to be thinking.

"You think... you mean you love me? "You don't even know me. I'm..."

"I don't need to know," interrupted in Mori. "I am on fire... for you. There is no doubt." April's fingers were controlled by the alien, who had cooled off a bit with the powerful body lotion. It reached out and gently squeezed the blondie's hand.

"I love you, Torio." This one was stunned at first. So this was the love of his life? Is this what it felt like to be in love? He didn't know it, how could he? A dogged lone wolf, he didn't even love himself. No, he hated his body. Everything in his life revolved around training as an astronaut and the infinite universe. After his accident, there was no place in his life for something like love.

Until the moment his palms started to burn. Several days ago, in the small rocket ... The burns had healed, but the red spots and the unaccustomed sensations towards the alien being changed Torio's perception.

"Yes ... eh I mean ... I want ... you?" he stammered dismayed at the realization that he had actually decided. April's cheeks began to glow and the alien inside her moved her mouth from ear to ear. The fingers that now clung tighter around Torio's hand pulled it closer and breathed a hot kiss on it.

"I'll find a way to..." he swallowed hard. There was the next problem. The smile shrunk to a pout. "...we can be together." The blond had to let go as the heat became unbearable again.

"What can I do to help you?" The astronaut took the Cool-Pats out of the fridge and, on the occasion, the ice cream and spoiled his alien with the refrigerated items. "Do you like chocolate Morika? I have the best chocolate ice cream in space for you. ...open your mouth..." The big eyes shone towards him, the alien was visibly pleased about the sweet dessert.

"I love it... I love everything about you... you're so sweet, but... why call me Morika?" And when it said that, it just came to him. "You think I am..."

It struck April against her forehead. "Oh, hell, you've never seen me... before." Torio smiled:

"That may be true, but what does it change? "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. And here in Russia, we put a "ka" on the name for something particularly beautiful, sweet, lovely. Like a "chan" for the Japanese, an "chen" for the Austrians or a "lein" for the Germans. ... What's the matter, sweet Morika?"

"It sounds ... very feminine." Mori grabbed the spoon just in time. It slipped out of the stunned man's fingers. Torio looked down at himself in disbelief. "Holy shit, I'm a homosexual," he said. "I love a man"?

...

"Is that very bad? I read that you humans are not very tolerant of such things. But you... you're an exception... aren't you?" There was a look of hope on April's face as she licked the last of the ice cream off the spoon.

"I... I don't know. "There's never been anyone... neither man nor woman..." the blond confessed, ashamed. Now the cutlery fell clattering to the floor as the American jumped up and danced around the wheelchair with joy.

"Torio! You are an angel." A hot kiss landed on the forehead of the frightened blond man. "Your innocence is the solution! I read about the connection between humans and aliens. "Virginity is the key. That's it.

"That's it? And how does the pa..,

"Oh ... let me worry about that," he told Torio and dipped his glowing hands into the pot, which contained only a few pieces of ice floating in the melted ice. "I just don't understand why I can't control this woman properly." The alien looked intently at the recovered body, spun around, ran his hands through his hair, pinched his eyes. "These things work perfectly, except for the heat, which cannot be controlled. She's as hot as if she wants to... mate, too."

"Well, yes... definitely. "She's not really in control of her urges and she tries everything. You have a competitor, I'd say, maybe that's the reason," the astronaut said to himself. The whole thing confused him visibly. He didn't want anything from April, she was annoying and complicated, but now she was standing in front of him and he would have loved to take her in his arms and kiss her. Because IT, was inside her and the urge to finally call this strange being his own was so great that he tried to hide the woman's skin to imagine what Mori's figure looked like. But ... what do aliens look like? He had no idea.

"How much longer am I going to have to stall them? April didn't fall on her head. She is suspicious and is only distracted by the hope of conquering me. I have no idea how to keep her going, that she's always so tired and peaceful. How long, Mori?"

"Tomorrow... mo... ming..." mumbled the alien and stuffed the rest of the ice cream in April's mouth. "Only have enough ice cubes for myself and delicious ice cream... hmm."

When the alien brought the female body into the bedroom and made herself comfortable on the big bed, less than two hours had passed. It was time to say goodbye.

"Everything will be ready when you slip into her again," Torio whispered and looked into her deep brown eyes in love. A tender smile lay on her lips, honest and innocent as IT spoke:

"With your help I will fight them one last time and I will win, for us."

Strong words, both of them only too eager to believe, but there was to be no more of this.