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Epilog Alan walked the soft floor corridor. His hand would still reach to caress the head of his Alexis, but she was no longer there to feel it. The sheep's medical department had been wonderful. They kept the Great Dane alive and healthy for nearly twice her normal life span. But one night, when she was nearly 19, she died in her sleep. Both he and his wife grieved at her death. In fact the whole crew felt the loss, for the black and white animal had made many friends. They just happened to be back in earth orbit when she died. So the captain landed the research ship on the far side of the moon, after making sure no satellite would be passing over head, and they laid her to rest. "That'll make their heads spin." Alan remarked. When he was finally able to make a small joke about it. "If they ever make it back to the moon." The former barkeep had nearly stopped thinking of himself as being part of humanity. "With their small minds and tribal ways." he would think to himself. Of the 30 or so races he had met, not one ever drew back at the sight of him. The earthman was welcomed with open... Well, most had arms. After failing to get Tom to come with him, he had given the bar to the lanky Texan. And he had his well endowed nephew run it. Even Susan would come out on the weekends to help out and keep the books. Whenever Alan was in the neighborhood, he'd hitch a ride down to the surface and visit his old friend. The older man's eyes lit up the first time his friend plunked a thirty pound bag on his table, full of gold nuggets. "It's a waste product in some mining operations." He explained.

Alan was heading for the shuttle bay, they were back in earth orbit. Wearing his 'earth' clothes, he had in a shirt pocket, a new 'MP3 player' for Tom. The old one that he had left all those years ago, it's batteries were running down. In a back pocket a scanner, he had gotten quite good at using. And cradled in one arm was another bag of 'waste'. Joining the scientists in the large bay, he listened to the standard safety speech given by the Captain. And as usual he was called up to stand next to the Captain. "You all know what humans look like. But be very careful around them. They are NOT like our fellow crewman here. They have been known to shoot first and ask questions later." Alan smiled at the phrase he had used around the Captain. "They come in all sizes, colors and shapes, but will generally resemble Alan here. He as you all know is a male of the species, the females will look similar, but will have mammeries in the chest area." The Captain swung his hoof to gesture at Alan's chest. "If a male human feels that a female is in danger, they will often react violently. So I can not emphasize enough to stay away from all humans... Except Alan of course." The captain paused and Alan raised his hand. Baanurum nodded to him. "If you see me with another human, all those rules apply. Do not think just because I'm there, that you are safe." Alan then nodded back to the large ram. "You 'lambs' going down for the first time. Stay with your team. If you loose sight of your team, then you are to put on your disguise, drop to all fours and use your communicators to call for help." The Captain glared at a group of young scientists. "Fail to do so, and I'll make sure your woolen bodies are uses to clean the waste pipes!" Alan was happy to see his sister-in-law was in the group. He sat next to her on the way down. "Going to see Tom?" she asked, knowing full well that's where the human was heading. "Sure, want to come along?" He asked, also knowing she would want to. "Oh I might tag along, to keep you out of trouble." she bleated softly. "Didn't you get enough of his dick last time?" He poked her softly in the ribs. "Well if my sister would stud you out some more..."

The back door of Tom's farm house sprang open at Alan's first knock. "About time you showed up, it got dark two hours ago, I figured that wife of yours was screwing your brains out again." Alan heaved the heavy sack at the Texan. "And after all the gold I've brought you, this is the way you talk." The former barkeep shook his friends hand so hard Tom nearly dropped the sack. "Well come one in.. Say were's that sister-in-law of yours?" "Oh she's around doing her science thing... I bet she'll show up right after we eat all those ribs I smell." "Well lets get to eat'n then... There's plenty of cold beer in the 'fridge too." Tom waved his friend to the kitchen table. After the rib feast, the Texan took a shower to get the meat smell off him. Naananwee never said anything, but he figured she didn't care for that smell none. Alan watched his friend stroll out the back door and into the dark of the farm yard. Soon he hear a quite voice say, "Aaa, there you are, you naughty ewe, better get you back into the pen where you belong.' Alan put the scanner on the table. He had slid it out of his back pocket as they ate and had pretty thoroughly scanned his friend. Looking at the read out, the human frowned... Punched a few buttons and looked even more unhappy. He then linked the device back to the ship in orbit. After a few minutes, the devise gave out a soft beep. Alan checked the screen and smiled. Going to the backdoor he opened it and held the scanner up and waited. Soon what looked like a football spiraled through the air at him. Catching it he smiled as he saw it even had 'Wilson' on its side. The 'cargo' ball opened and the human took out it's contents. He closed the ball and gave it a toss into the air. The 'football' quickly vanished. Sitting on the back porch, Alan sipped a beer when he saw his friend returning. "You look like you could use one of these." The human handed Tom an unopened bottle. "Come on up Naananwee there's something I want you to see." Alan spoke into his wrist watch. His sister-in-law came up in the porch and sat next to the two humans. Alan handed her his scanner and she quickly flipped through the screens. Tom sat there looking bewildered as the two looked at him. "When was you going to tell us Tom." One of the ever present floating balls translated her soft bleats. "Tell you what?" he asked.. but knew exactly what they were talking about. "You're in the first stages of kidney failure." Alan said in a flat voice. "Geeze can't a feller have any secrets around you two?" "Not funny Tom, if I hadn't scanned you, you'd been dead before our next visit." "Well there's not much that can be done about it, now is there." Tom blurted out. "I'm too old to get on a transplant list." "Oh that's where you're wrong my friend." Alan said as his held up the injector. "This will have you pissing buckets in no time." The Texan looked at the ewe and she nodded to him. "You better take it." she bleated. "I'm expecting to get fucked by you for many years to come." "Well hell.. what have I got to loose.. If that shot don't kill me, my bad kidneys will." Tom rolled up his sleeve and grimmest. Alan held the injector against the skinny arm and pressed the button. "Don't keep me waiting." The skinny man wailed. "Give me the damn shot!" "I just did." Alan chuckled. Stand up Alan looked down at his friend. "Now that Sadie is gone... Will you come with us?" The human look hopefully at his friend. The Texan look at his friend, then the ewe... and finally he let his eyes wander to the unseen ranch beyond the porch light. "Naw" he drew... "I got too many lady friends here... I'm just too old and set in my ways to go galloping among the stars." Alan nodded and offered his hand to the ewe. "Well you drained his balls, and I've pumped him full of alien goo... I guess we better be off." Tom snorted and shook his head. Feeling in his shirt pocket, Alan retrieved the new MP3 player and handed it to the Texan. "Here, this has a fresh set of batteries... Should last another 20 years or so... That way you can call us in case you grow another head or something." Tom started to laugh but stopped short... "Damn I think that shot is working.. I got to go piss something fierce." With that announcement, the Texan ran inside Alan and his sister-in-law stepped down off the porch. "I see you included some 'Rejuvenation' serum in that shot." The ewe whispered to the human. "Yea.." Alan replied, "If you want him to keep banging your twat with that big cock of his, he needs a little help." With one last glance back at the farm house the two faded into the night.