Young One followed her. "My theme song?"

Carmella paused to touch one of the spots on the young alien's side. Young One allowed her tentacle to come forward and she offered it to Carmella, still amazed at the ease that the human female accepted her appendage.

Carmella held it as if she was holding the hand of a child and then led her to the stereo and its rather large collection of CD's.

"Okay, allow your filaments to enter me and I want you to take note of my ...