Blind Date With An Alien Series by Jeanette Lynn

I'm going on a blind date with an alien. It's not as strange as it sounds. Some might even say I was the alien in this situation, seeing as this human was the interloper on this planet, one of many a species that comes through The Port. Blue Planeter habits die hard, I suppose.The real surprise of the evening was the third wheel I began to feel like as I met my date. Dates...?He- they- Have two heads. Two males at odds, dual personalities the exact opposite in nature, in one body... moreI'm going on a blind date with an alien. It's not as strange as it sounds. Some might even say I was the alien in this situation, seeing as this human was the interloper on this planet, one of many a species that comes through The Port. Blue Planeter habits die hard, I suppose.The real surprise of the evening was the third wheel I began to feel like as I met my date. Dates...?He- they- Have two heads. Two males at odds, dual personalities the exact opposite in nature, in one body. I'm always saying it could be worse, or weird, or... I'm not quite sure what tops constantly bickering conjoined two headed alien man- men? but I'm sure if this evening proves anything, I'm about to find out. less

It's almost time for the next revolution! The next big turn... The signal of the end, and fresh start of, another rotation (year) of that big old ball filled with space lizards The Port orbits.The creatures of The Port are gathering for the Cyclical Rotation Advancement Proceedings. This C.R.A.P. is a Port ordered tradition to the beings that call The Port home. To a Human of the Terras Cluster, you might call this New Year's Eve... moreIt's almost time for the next revolution! The next big turn... The signal of the end, and fresh start of, another rotation (year) of that big old ball filled with space lizards The Port orbits.The creatures of The Port are gathering for the Cyclical Rotation Advancement Proceedings. This C.R.A.P. is a Port ordered tradition to the beings that call The Port home. To a Human of the Terras Cluster, you might call this New Year's Eve. And as the Cyclical Rotation Advancement Proceedings happen to be occurring during the Celestial Eclipse, which involves the Port tradition of the Celestial Eclipse Embrace, it's kind of a big deal.For Clio, a relative newcomer to this whole living outside of your own homeworld business, this will be her first double event. The vat born incu-Human is just dying to C.E.E. this C.R.A.P. happen., bah-dum-tss.A bit of an outsider on her home planet and thankful she's finding a sense of self and home here on The Port, she plans to let herself live the night to its fullest, embrace the spaceport and all of its varied, intriguing traditions. The possibilities are endless.What starts out as a fun night with coworkers, dinner and then dancing as the Port's adopted tradition of the Blue Planeter's of that bright, glittering ball drop is observed, that potential promise of more, the ever romantic, if realistic, Clio is waylaid by a New Year's Kizss.What's a Kizss? An old Natharin tradition still practiced by some sects and subspecies of conservative space lizard men where a male interested in pursing a female, with the intent to court and if both parties are amenable mate them, begins.The only problem with this New Year's Kizss? Clio can't seem to figure out exactly who this secretive, stealthy New Year's sneak kisser is!With unforeseen complications gumming up the works as Clio finds herself swept off her feet by a faceless beau, it's another Blind Date With An Alien, crazy antics of a Natharin bent on getting the gal, and all the kooky fun that comes along with it. less