Tales From Venus Town

TALES FROM VENUS TOWN

By Dorothy Strangelove

PART TWO: NO LESS HUMAN

The old cemetary up on the hill was on the outskirts of Venus Town, the ancient church had long ago crumbled, and where the ruins once stood an elegant praying angel towered in white marble as a memorial to the fallen dead of world war three and the recent revolution.  This place hadn't seen a funeral in a century, it had long ago become full and although it was kept  in a serene state, with hedges and yew trees and neatly cut grass, it simply existed as a quiet reminder of the past. A strange story went about that the angel appeared one day ten years ago, after apparently being placed on the hill over night. No one seemed to know who had given the town this gift, so it was thought of as something that leant the cemetary an air of mystery. Most of the graves were weathered and showing their age, with most of the headstones never seeing a visitor. Well, most but not all..

He stood at the graveside in silent respect as he had so many times before, gave a sigh as a sharp breeze kissed his face and wondered if she knew he was here now. Had she ever known? Over the years he had asked himself many questions, many of which were far beyond his limited understanding.

But then he wasn't gifted with much deep intelligence, although he often wished he was. On the way to the cemetary he had paused to catch a glimpse of the mountains and the wasteland beyond, where in a matter of days he was about to take a big change in career direction, and put himself through hell in the process. No one understood what would go through his mind when he stepped into that place.

"I know I haven't been back here for many years,"He said quietly, "I'm sorry about that - life just takes over..but I don't forget."

And he placed a single red rose upon her grave.

"Sleep well."He whispered.

Coral wasn't in the best of moods after driving all over town only to find the star of her company's latest production had missed his appointment and instead opted to go drinking - in her sister's bar of all places, and when she got there, he was gone, telling her he had decided to visit the old cemetary. She felt like yelling at him as she approached the graveside, she had thought all the long that getting the star of low budget porn to make a documentary about war history was a stupid idea, but she wasn't the one who made those decisions and she knew nothing about Zack Mackenzie, apart from the fact that he used to fuck for a living and now wanted to have a go at a proper job.

"I've been everywhere looking for you. My company wants you to sign this contract now - unless you don't want the job.."

He was still looking at the weathered old stone, lost in his own thoughts and with his back to Coral.

"....And you have some nerve telling me to meet you here..this is a business meeting not a history field trip to stare at old gravestones!"

Zack was aware he was being nagged, and brought his attention to the problem. He turned around and met her gaze.

"Yes, I know that, I don't apologise for it either, I had private reasons for coming up here. And this job is important to me. And I am listening to you."

He spoke firmly and politely and in such a way that she instantly felt appreciated. And Zack Mackenzie was strikingly attractive, much more than she had expected him to be. Designer shirt, diamond cufflinks. He looked around twenty-five and had short dark hair and pale blue eyes. He was in good shape and she found herself thinking she wouldn't mind finding out for herself exactly how this porn star performed...

"It's nice to meet you."He said, and extended his hand.

As she shook hands with him, she didn't notice the briefest squeeze as their palms made contact.

Zack's warm smile hid the inner feedback that ran through his mind as the statistics were displayed: Body temperature rising, pupils dilating. Heartbeat increasing. Sex hormones on the up. If he played it right, he'd get his balls in with this one..

"We can do it when ever you like."He said.

She blinked, her mind still on her last thought.

"What?"

"The contract - here, or at the office..or your place if you like..I haven't sorted a hotel out yet and - "

"We can go to my place."

Coral was surprised at her fast reaction. In moments she had gone from being plain annoyed with the guy to planning to get him into bed.

As he sat in the passenger side of her car she noticed he looked back towards the cemetary, then across to the once-barren land that was now starting to turn green once more.

"It's history now."She remarked as she started the car, "All happened a hundred years ago..not really relevant to the world today..but it's a marketable subject.."

As she pulled back onto the road and headed on the long straight journey back to Venus Town, she was aware the atmosphere in the car had turned decidedly icy.

Zack was glaring at her, his eyes turned cold, like lasers going straight through her.

"What?"She demanded, "What's with the filthy look?"

Zack turned away and watched the speeding landscape and muttered something under his breath. Coral thought she caught bitch in there somewhere.

"What did you just call me?"

Zack shook his head.

"Doesn't matter.."

"Yes it does!"

Coral slammed on the brakes and the car screeched to a halt.

"You called me a bitch."

He was still pissed off, still glaring at her, but his voice was calm.

"No,"He corrected her, "I didn't call you a bitch..I called you an ignorant fucking bitch."

Her face flushed red as her anger rose like fire in her blood.

"How dare you speak to me like that! I run all over town looking for you, when I find you you're standing at some old grave that doesn't mean anything to anyone..and you stink of booze..have you even bothered to read your lines yet? I bet you haven't..Do you even want this job? Because I think - "

Zack took a deep breath and said, "Yes, Coral, I have read my lines which is more than I can say for you or you wouldn't be talking to me like this. And you are fucking ignorant. Let me see, how do I start the intro? Oh, yes: My name is Zack Mackenzie, a few years ago I was known for making hardcore movies like Fuck Toy and Sex Machine. But that's only one chapter of my life, I also married at nineteen, went off to war at twenty. I fought for this land, here in this now barren landscape. I am a survivor of World War Three, I am also one hundred and twenty-six years old..."

As her eyes grew wider and it started to register, he spelled it out: "I'm a cyborg. I didn't plan to become a cyborg, I went down that road because I got my legs blown off and the choice was there for me to have a normal life again. Technology moved on fast and I now I've had almost eveything replaced. Even my skin. I'll never age. I'll never get sick. I'm only twenty percent human now but my skin and organs and muscles are cybernetically designed and enhanced, I'm virtually indestructible. And that grave I was looking at? That grave that you said didn't matter? Well it does matter, it matters to me. That's where my wife is buried. She was killed in the war, she died in my arms. Satisfied?"

Coral fell silent for a moment.

"I guess I am a fucking ignorant bitch. Zack, I'm really sorry..I had no idea you look so.."

"Normal?"He offered, "I'm used to that reaction, I'm constantly upgrading myself I have the latest that technology can give me..I used to pay for it by fucking for a living.." And then he managed to smile, "As I said, I've had everything replaced.."

That made her go cold. She had always found the idea of cyborgs creepy, the thought that flesh and bone had been replaced with metal, artificial blood, non human hearts and other organs..at what point did the person stop being human and become machine?

"I've..never really known anyone like you before."She admitted, concentrating on the road as she started the car up again.

"Well I'm no different to any other man, except I've seen a lot more and have many more memories..I think I give you the shivers a bit, I can tell.."

She glanced at him.

"No, Zack..not at all..really..I promise, I'm fine about it.."

And she looked back to the road and kept her eyes on the road.

Pulling up in town outside her apartment, she started to regret the conversation about her place. Looking at him she still felt attracted to him but the thought of what lie beneath the surface made her desire go stone cold.

They took the lift to the top floor and she fumbled nervously with her keys as she opened the door.

"Come in.."

He followed her inside and she led him through to the spacious livingroom, it was bright with soft furnishings and the windows gave a magnificent view of the town below.

"Nice place,"Zack remarked, and he went over to the window.

"Coral, look at this.."

And he pointed towards the town centre in the distance.

"Years ago,"He told her, that used to be a big housing estate. I was born there. I went to school over there..where the new sports centre is."

"That's not new, it's been there thirty years.."

He laughed.

"It's new to me.."

As they exchanged a smile, she felt herself softening to him. Zack was so warm and friendly, so human..nothing like she expected a cyborg to be.

"I'm sorry about the way I spoke to you."He said, "But I've had a hard day, really hard..I haven't been back to that place for years, I'm dreading the thought of filming up there..that's why I needed a few drinks to go up there..it's bringing back memories, I used to get flashbacks..still do sometimes. I don't think that will ever go away..I served in the revolution as well, but only as a medic. I couldn't go back to combat...they said I had shell shock."

"You was a medic?"

"Well I'm immune to disease so I was able to nurse the victims of White Gas."

The memories of witnessing yet more suffering started to crowd in and he slid sharply off the subject before the images lit up too brightly in his mind.

"But that was a long time ago..Tell me, am I so bad now you're getting to know me? Do I still give you the shivers? And don't lie to me I've lived long enough to spot a lie, Coral.."

Coral couldn't help smiling as she returned his glance. They were close, close enough to kiss and by the look in  Zack';s eyes he was waiting for the tiniest signal to move in for a kiss.

She pulled back a little and smiled.

"You're okay, Zack. I like you."

Her thoughts were lingering on what he had just told her.

"My sister Sara lives with a man who has White Gas Syndrome."

"How is he?"

Last time she spoke to Sara it had been a harrowing conversation.

"He's dying."She replied, "And he's in a lot of pain. It's breaking her heart."

"Well I've seen a lot of men die from that."He told her, "Some of them died quickly, I sometimes think they were the lucky ones.. what's his name?"

"Byron Meadows, he's a scientist."

"I've heard of him. He's a war hero. I mean a real hero. The day he got exposed to the gas he was undercover. He had no protection from the gas. He knew the risks before he went in. They don't make men like him any more. I'd love to meet him and shake his hand."

"You can't touch him - "

Zack laughed and his eyes sparkled.

"You're forgetting already - people often do that with me, they get to know me and they forget - I'm a cyborg, I won't catch it..I'm immune."

"Okay, I'm going over to see her tomorrow..do you want to come with me?"

"Yes please."

That sparkle hadn't left Zack's eyes.

"Did you know,"He said, "Some people can be allergic to cyborgs?"

She shook her head.

"I don't know anything about cyborgs..what kind of allergy?"

"Oh, its nothing too bad but you might come out in a rash.."

"A rash?"

"Well, you might not..seriously, if I'm going to stay here tonight I need to know if I'm going to irritate you.. the best way to do that is to kiss me and see what happens."

She looked at him closely. Zack was deadly serious.

"Just kiss me and tell me if your mouth burns."

She leaned forward, cautiously. Zack moved in, his lips touching her's. As they kissed her eyes were closed and it felt no different to kissing a normal man. He was warm, as his tongue plunged into her mouth she kissed him back, returning his kisses with a desire that surprised her. She was running her fingers through his hair and thinking as he kissed her that she wanted him to totally own her body, to put  his cock in her cunt, her arse, her mouth, to fuck her senseless and then fuck her all over again..he was a cyborg. That thought cut through her mind to the core of her reasoning and as his hands wandered over her body, as she felt the pressure of his fingers moving over her..metal skeletal fingers..barely human..a cold man made machine touching her living flesh..

She pushed him away sharply.

"Stop it."

Zack lunged in for another kiss.

"Come on, Coral..you know you want me..don't push me away I've got a hard on, please...I'm Zack Mackenzie..the best fuck you'll ever have..you know that..no one's as good as me - "

"I said, no!"

"I really like you."He told her, "I don't often meet someone like you..you're special, Coral.."

And he reached for her again.

She landed her knee squarely between his legs.

Zack doubled up and yelled out in agony.

"What did you do that for you stupid bitch.."

"That's for giving me bullshit about allergies!"

Zack was still doubled up. Tears were forming in his eyes. He was in so much pain he could barely speak. She couldn't understand it, she hadn't even kneed him that hard..

"Zack?"

"I've had some surgery recently..an implant..take a look for me..tell me if I'm damaged.."

He was already stripping off his clothes. But doing it slowly, still hurting. Now she felt bad.

"I'm sorry."She said sincerely, I had no idea..what's it for? Another cosmetic enhancement?"

He was still breathing heavily as he sat back on the sofa and opened his legs.

"No, nothing like that...the biological side of my artificial body has cybernetically altered blood. It basically overrides the human cells. It overrides a  lot of things..including sperm production. That's why cyborgs are infertile. I've had an implant, the first of its kind, that might change that. I want my fertility back.. I want to be a father one day."

"Zack, I'm so sorry."She repeated, "I had no idea.."

"Well I had no reason to expect you to kick me in the nuts or I would have warned you.."

She gently ran her fingers down the recent surgical scar that ran between his balls.

"Must have been painful."

"It was, I cried."He admitted.

And suddenly when she looked at Zack she didn't see what lie beneath the surface. All she saw was a man, with flesh and blood who felt pain, who had lived through pain and wanted the same things other men wanted. As she thought of his recollections of the past she could only imagine the pain he had suffered. She got on her knees and gently spread his legs. His fingers tangled in her hair and as she looked up at him he suddenly sounded more in control. Very in control..

"Suck it nicely."He ordered her.

She took his cock in her mouth and started to suck. As her lips glided up and down his cock she only felt the warmth of his skin and the hardness of his erection, and he jerked her head back for a moment.

"Look at me."He said, and in his left eye a tiny light clicked on.

"I'm filming this..I always film myself..I have a playback option in my head so later I can sit down, watch this all over again and have a wank.!"

She giggled, and carried on sucking his cock. He shoved it hard in and out of her mouth, moving with her rhythm, never stopping for a moment, constantly thrusting, harder and harder, fucking her face till her lips tingled.

Then he buried it hard, chokingly into her throat, squirting hot semen and she coughed as she swallowed, sucked and swallowed again. His come had tasted no different to any she had tasted in the past.As she looked up at him Zack was smiling at her with a look of satisfaction on his face, he was slightly flushed from the orgasm but showed no outward signs of being briefly exhausted. He wasn't even shaky or out of breath.

And his cock was still hard.

"I can keep going and going!"He bragged, "As long as you want me to.."

"Fuck me, Zack.."

He rolled her on her back and pinned her to the floor.

"I'll fuck you till your cunt wears out if you want it that bad.."

She was soaking wet as he shoved it in, his cock glided up her, solid and unstoppable, as he fucked her she felt taken over, pinned down, totally helpless as Zack took his pleasure - and she loved it.

"I'm going to fuck you till it hurts and then I'm going to carry on until you're screaming for mercy!"He said, and drove it in deeper still. He was fucking and fucking her, all she felt was raw pleasure and she was losing track of time.

After some more thrusting that shook her body she was saying, "No..stop.. Zack..stop.."

And the pain that made her beg was becoming a pleasure that ran through her body, now and then he would pause and she felt some warm liquid ooze inside her as he used his own fluid to lubricate her. She was becoming so raw and yet so aroused. Sex had never been like this before. Her cunt felt like it was on fire as the nerves all clustered together in a big raw need for orgasm. As she tensed and held onto him, his aggression vanished.

"You need to come.."He whispered, and as he started to thrust gently he slipped his hand between her legs. She felt warm and swollen, had probably never been fucked for six hours solid before, certainly not with someone of his stamina..she was shaking all over, so close to the brink.

"You can come now..come, Coral..I want you to..come for me.."

And he pressed firmly in her clitoris, rubbed it around and he felt her shudder, she screamed and as she contracted inside he shoved his cock in deep one final time and came, hot and hard.

Moments later she was lying beside him, breathless, exhausted, her skin gleaming with sweat as she slowly recovered. Zack kissed her and got up, still unaffected by their marathon sex session.

"Got any tea?"

"Kitchen.."She murmured and closed her eyes, still with a smile on her face. Zack paused, looked at the beautiful woman he had just worn out. He had said it time and again, his next lover would have to be a fellow cyborg. Humans were so fragile..they tired quickly, wore out quickly. Got old and sick and died so quickly. But it looked like he was wrong yet again; Coral was the one he wanted. And if she was a flesh and blood creature, so be it. Maybe in time he could persuade her to start making changes, especially if she knew that only good things to her advantage could come out of it. Not yet, but in time.

"I'll sign that contract in a little while,"He told her, "I haven't forgotten.."

Coral gave no reply, and slept on like the fragile, exhausted creature of flesh and blood that she was.

She had no idea how long she slept. When she awoke, it was dark outside and Zack tuned on the bedside light. He kissed her.

"I carried you upstairs and put you to bed." He told her, "I've been watching you sleep. You look so pretty."

She blinked and looked up at him.

"Don't cyborgs sleep?"

"I need about six hours a night, I've had a couple I'll catch up on the rest later..I want to show you something.." And he pushed her legs open.

"Look what I've done to you."

She looked between her legs. Her cunt was red and swollen from all the fucking, as she slid her hand down there it felt so raw and yet so alive, every nerve seemed to cry out for more stimulation.

"I love to see that and know I did it..I'm going to lick you now, Coral, and you can't stop me.."

As he buried his head between her legs she weakly protested that she was sore, but he whispered: "I know, and I want to taste it.. just lie back and accept it, your pussy's going to be eaten till there's nothing left of it.."

And as his mouth clamped on her swollen flesh and his tongue began to tease her tenderness with an expertise that he had spent a hundred years learning, she was helpless again, a slave to his attentions as he licked her raw pussy in such a way that every stroke of his tongue made her gasp. He sucked on her, licked her, relentlessly stimulated her clitoris, pausing every now and then to lick the length of her slit and catch all the flowing juice. Suddenly she didn't know anything except the centre of her pleasure was her tender cunt and Zack's tongue down there working on her. He slid his fingers in her, moved them in and out, lapped harder at her flesh until she gasped and cried out and almost passed out with the intensity of it all. Then, as she fell back to earth, his arms were around her and all she could do was lapse back into an exhausted sleep, her pussy so swollen and toyed with that she had to sleep with her legs apart.

In the morning, she awoke to Zack gently kissing her lips.

He laughed softly and said:

"I'm hard again..sorry.."

Her vagina was sore and bruised, her cunt felt swollen and the pleasure of last night had turned to pain. Her clitoris felt like it was swollen to the point of bursting, bruised and swollen and over-sensitive in a way that hurt.

"Having sex with me,"He told her, "Is like having non stop gang bang. I know you're hurting. In a day or two we can have some more if you want to - I promise I'll be more gentle this time..I sometimes get carried away, I can't help it, I like being in charge in bed.."

"I know."She replied, and everything throbbed between her legs.

He got his cock out and shoved it in front of her mouth.

"I'll have a wank..tell me how much you liked last night..."

He was rubbing his cock hard.

"I loved it."She said, "The way you tore into me..the way you fucked me till you wore out my cunt...how you ate my cunt.."

"You liked that..."He was wanking harder, as she glanced up at him she saw the light dimly in his eye and guessed he was playing back the film in his head.

"I liked the way you ate my pussy till I was raw. Till I was screaming.."

"Oh yes!"He exclaimed, wanking harder as he grabbed her by the hair and shoved his cock right between her eyes, "You're going to get it right in the face, you slut!"

And he shot his load. It splashed onto her face just as she closed her eyes and felt the warm sticky cum splatter her eyes, her cheeks, as it ran down to her mouth she licked her lips.

Suddenly he handed her a towel and gently helped her to wipe her eyes. He had cum yet again, put his cock away and showed no sign of exhaustion at all. This was something that would take some getting used to.

"So,"He said, are we going to see your sister today? 'Cos I really want to meet Byron Meadows.."

She sighed and continued to use the towel.

Not yet, Zack.."

"But I want to go now.."

That was Zack, never understanding any perspective but his perfect world..

"Zack, in a minute..wait, okay? I have cum in my hair!"

Some twenty minutes later she was driving them towards the mountains. As she noticed the tension on his face when the former battleground came into view, she swiftly changed the subject.

"I'm so sore, I don't regret it but I'm sore and bruised, Zack. You just keep going like a m - "

She caught herself, stopped the word coming out but too late. Zack looked at her.

"Like a machine?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think - I didn't mean it like that - I meant - "

Zack threw his head back and laughed.

"I know, I fuck like a machine, it's a fact, I'm proud of it, I'm not ashamed of it - who would be - I am THE sex machine!"

"You're not offended?"

"No!"

"Will we see each other again, Zack?"

"As long as you can put up with the punishment."Zack replied, "I'd like nothing better!"

He knew she would go through hell with his sexual appetite and anyway, humans found it difficult to keep up with a cyborg partner forever. There were things they could do about that, if and when she was ready. He wasn't about to talk to her about it for a long time, not until the day came that he knew they would be permanent. And if the implant worked, it would have to be after they had kids, if it went that far, if that was possible. Then Coral could start making the alterations that would allow her more staying power and less damage to her body..

"I like having you around."She told him, "As long as you don't anger me or insult me of course!"

And Zack returned her smile and silently concluded no, now was not the time to discuss her first and most logical cybernetic alteration - her clitoris and vagina would have to be replaced with a cybernetically enhanced version, something that would horrify her right now. But once she had gone through with it, she would be pleased with the result. She would be as horny as he was and keep up with him too..but that was definitely a long way off.

They reached the house where her sister was living and Coral stopped outside, paused to say to Zack:"I thought she was mad coming here, since then I've changed my mind - I feel desperately sorry for her, she's in love with a man who is going to die..I wish there was something I could do, its so hopeless."

"Well I've seen plenty of people die from this,"He told her, "It's nothing I haven't seen before. If I can help I will."

As they waited on the doorstep Zack smiled and said: "I bet your sister will be surprised to see me on her doorstep.."

Despite the seriousness of the occasion, Coral found herself smiling and she shook her head.

"You're unbelievable, Zack..of course she won't know who you are..Sara doesn't watch porn."

When Sara opened the door, it was clear that she was under a lot of strain. She looked pale and tired.

"How's Byron?"she asked her.

Sara shook her head.

"He's not good, Coral. He's holding on but I don't know how long he can last.."

She glanced at her sister's companion, who didn't wait for her and introduced himself.

"Zack Mackenzie."He announced.

"Nice to meet you, Zack."She said politely with no flicker of recognition. and opened the door wider and they both went inside.

"How bad is he?"Zack asked her as they went up the stairs.

"He's on a massive dose of pain killer and anti virus serum but it's not working he's still contagious and all he wants is for me to hold him, he needs some comfort but I can't touch him without gloves and - "

They'd reached the top of the stairs and Zack gently placed his hand on her arm and gave it a squeeze.

"I'm a qualified medic,"He told her, "I've had a lot of experience with treating people with his condition. Do you know how long he has?"

She blinked back tears.

"He knew he was dying when I met him, but he didn't tell me..not until recently..he thought I wouldn't want him but that's not true..I love him.."

She blinked and tears rolled down her face. And for once, Zack wasn't Sex Machine Zack who Coral had come to know. He was showing a completely different side, that of a caring medic, another benefit of his many lifetime's experience.

"Well he was probably scared to tell you,"He said, "It's a hard thing to live with, it's a very isolating condition - until you came along he probably thought he was going to be alone forever. Is the bleeding under control?"

She nodded.

"Yes, he's out of the isolation chamber - "

"He's got an isolation chamber?"

"He built it."She told him, "It's helped him stay alive."

Zack was impressed.

"He must be a genius..I know what he did in the war..I very much want to meet him. And I'd like to help if I can.."

"Of course."Sara said, then she added:"But you'll need to use barrier nursing, don't touch him."

Zack smiled.

"I'm a cyborg. I have immunity."

Sara went into his room first, Coral and Zack followed.

Coral stepped through the glass partition and stared at the man in the bed. Byron's skin was red raw,as Sara spoke his name he opened his eyes and moved slightly, careful not to disturb the tube in his arm that ran up to a pump machine.

"Coral's here."She said, and she's brought a friend.."

"I'm Zack Mackenzie..I was a medic a few years ago, I know all about your condition."And he sat beside him and held out his hand.

"I'm a cyborg."He told him, and Byron understood, and weakly shook his hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."Zack said, "You're a true hero, Byron."

And Byron laughed.

"I know who you are - I've seen you in porn films.."And he coughed hoarsely.

For once Zack wasn't interested in his film career. He studied the numbers on the pump.

"If I take the antiviral down a few mils I can double the pain relief from the other side of the pump it should make you more comfortable and it's still down a bit from the maximum dose so it's safe - is that ok?"

Byron nodded.

For a moment Zack studied the pump, looked at the numbers on the keypad and as he started to reprogram it Coral felt surprisingly proud of him. It was hard to believe her pretty boy cyborg porn star knew how to do these things - but then he was over a hundred years old too, something else she had to get used to.

"How's that feel?"He asked him.

For the first time in a long while, Byron seemed to instantly relax.

"It's a lot better."He said, "Thank you."

Do you want to sit up a bit?"Said Zack.

"Please."

As Byron wrapped his arms around Zack and he moved him up and arranged his pillows, Byron clung to him, his head on his shoulder as he started to sob. Zack understood, this was the first real closeness he had felt for a long time.

"I know,"He said gently, "We all miss human contact sometimes.."

He kept hold of him and said quietly to Coral:

"Take Sara downstairs, she needs a rest. I'll look after Byron."

While Sara had a couple of hours to talk to Coral and for once leave the caring to someone else, Zack found he slipped back easily into his former role. And when Sara came back upstairs, she smiled at last. For the first time in a long while, Byron looked more like the man she knew. His skin was losing the livid rawness and he seemed stronger, and he was certainly happier.

"What have you done?"She asked Zack.

He shrugged.

"Adjusted his medication and had a chat with him while it all kicked in. You okay now?"

Byron nodded.

"Thanks, Zack. I mean that."

Zack glanced at Coral.

"Let's go out for a while..I need to come back in a few hours and make sure the medications working so I think you and me should go for a little drive?"

And he quickly ushered her out of the room, taking her by the hand and leading her down the stairs and out the door.

Once they were in the car, she demanded to know what the rush was for.

"They need some privacy."Zack said, "I've been talking to Byron about how he feels and he's got one regret and he wants to do something about it.."

"There's only so much advice you can give, he's dying."

Zack smiled.

"We talked about life."He told her, "Believe me, he still wants to live."

And Coral started the car and they headed off towards Venus Town.

Halfway back he told her to stop the car.

Coral pulled over to the side of the road and turned the engine off. The outskirts of town were clearly visible from here.

"Why have we stopped?"

"Get out of the car,"Zack said seriously, "I have to show you something."

Coral got out of the car.

"Come over here and look at this."

He was standing beside the car looking towards town.

"What?"she asked him, "I don't see anything.."

He leaned closer.

"That's cos you've got to look down here.."

Something hard was pressing into her leg.

She looked down and saw Zack was holding his stiff cock in his hand. He smiled.

"I'm feeling frisky. Bend over, you're taking it in the arse, Coral."

She had no time to reply. Her first thought as he bent her over the car and lifted her skirt was, this was a public highway. Anyone could go past and see them... Zack licked his fingers and pushed them into her arse, he slid them in and out with expertise, parted them gently to open her up and as he slid his fingers out, he slipped his cock in. He pushed it all the way into her and Coral yelled out, feeling a pain as she took his length anally for the first time.

"That's right darling,"He said, "You scream nice and loud no one can hear you..I love it when you scream!"

Zack pounded hard against her, keeping his eyes on the road and glancing down at his cock, watching it go in and out of her tightness. She was tense, clinging to the car like her life depended on it.

"Play with yourself..I won't take long this time, I can't because someone will drive past..hurry up.."

She reached between her legs and frantically rubbed her aching clitoris. As she rubbed the juices flowed and the pain in her arse became mingled with pleasure.  He was fucking her harder, his cock sliding against the ring of muscle was almost too much to bear and within moments she came loudly, yelling his name into the open air. Her voice was still echoing as he let go and shot his load, deep inside her as her own orgasm triggered him. Then he pulled out, helped his exhausted human lover back into the car, but put her in the passenger seat, and it was Zack who drove them back to Venus Town.

Back at the house, Sara was sitting beside Byron, wearing gloves so that she could hold his hands.

His skin was looking almost normal now except for the faint redness that covered it. He seemed happier and was certainly more comfortable and positive since Zack had paid him a visit.

"He's done you good."She told him, "You almost look better."

"I feel a lot better."He told her, "In fact I made a decision..you see we had a chat about things.. life mainly..and I realised there was something I wanted to do before it's too late."

He paused, thought about all the times in his life when he had wondered if he would ever ask anyone this question - he certainly hadn't envisioned doing it on his deathbed..

"Actually I called the minister today and she says if I'm still alive on friday she can come over and do it..but that depends on you.."

He tightened his grip on her hands.

"I love you Sara. Will you marry me?"

Anna had concluded that life in the bar would never be the same again after the stranger who had appeared out of thin air and disappeared again. Since then she had kept looking, turning around trying to catch a glimpse of something, anything to prove she wasn't mad. She checked every face that came into the bar - none of them were her vanishing man. And then her sister walked in with Zack Mackenzie and just as they approached the bar and she was wondering what the hell her sister was doing with a porn star - a cyborg porn star -  she was aware of a twinkling shimmer, just out of the corner of her eye that looked like a shower of diamonds. She turned around, and there he was again.

Billy smiled.

"Hello again."

She tensed, still rather wary of his mode of transport.

"Are you..on time this time?"

He glanced around. Saw Coral and Zack approaching the bar.

"Very much so,"He promised her, "Trust me, this is the right time.."

End of Part Two

To be concluded in Tales from Venus Town Part Three - The New League