Her name was Faith Konneh. She was an economist from Monrovia, Liberia, possessing three masters degrees from elite universities on three different continents. She had been serving her first term in the House of Representatives when the Hegemony arrived and she was selected. She wrestled with the prospect for a few days but ultimately her pastor convinced her to follow her heart and bring back knowledge and experience that would make her a better leader for the people of Liberia. She loved sunny days in the park and greasy American chilidogs. Telling her how pretty she was made her both blush and smile. She came powerfully if you pinched both nipples while tracing the alphabet with your tongue over her clitoris.
Caleb learned all of this in the three days following the first orientation. He and Faith had been assigned to the same Integration Group — based on something akin to IQ scores, according to his Max (she had not bothered to name hers so he called it Maxine) — and he had approached her sometime during a lecture about how the artificial gravity, inertial dampeners and faster than light drives all worked on the same basic principle.
Quarters were small but comfortable. They lay next to each other in Faith’s bed, breathing contentedly. “Do you think they heard us?” Faith asked. Her accent recalled both stereotypical English and stereotypical African, becoming something unique and delicious when blended.
“The aliens?” asked Caleb absently in his post coital fugue.
“Max and Maxine,” she said.
“It’s likely,” he said flatly. “But the aliens too, I think. All of our rooms are probably bugged.”
She reflexively pulled the sheet up to cover her bare chest. “Eww.”
Caleb shrugged. “There’s no such thing as a free lunch. I am sure they are studying us as much as we are studying them. More.”
“And that doesn’t worry you?” she asked, relaxing her hold on the sheet and turning onto her side to face him.
“No,” he said. “We’re pretty basic, after all. What humans want and need isn’t that difficult to understand.”
“That’s pretty cynical,” Faith said as she moved closer to him.
“Yup,” he said and kissed her.