Spaceship, Spacemen, and Sex

The spacemen looked at one another and laughed.

"Don't you think that your second grade teacher would be just a little too old today to have sex with you?"

"Yeah, well, you have a point there," I said removing my baseball cap and scratching my head again. "That was 50 years ago, but she was a looker back then and had a really hot body. Okay, scratch her out and replace her with Gina, my massage therapist."

"Perfect," said Universe guy looking at the list again, "This is an interesting list. With a list like this, you should have some very hot sexual experiences, experiences that will give you the inspiration you need to write five hot and funny stories."

"At least five," I said and more if the sex is good and even more if I can get them all together in one room at the same time."

"We are spacemen, Freddie, not God. We'll give you a call." They turned away to get in their spaceship.

"Wait, don't you want my number?"

"Nah, we have everyone's number. It's on Impulse Dial."

"Impulse Dial? No kidding. Imagine being able to call anyone, any time, anywhere in the world. Who would I call?

"Angelina? How are you? This is Freddie. You don't know me but...I was wondering if there was any truth to the rumor that you are bisexual because... Hello? Angelina? Operator, I was disconnected."

To be continued...