(This is a continuation of the story Colony!  Strangers in the Night, is the second part of Semandi’s escapades. I suggest you go read part 1 before reading this, however all stories are episodic and so even without the introduction this should still remain entertaining.)

I looked up at the sky. Would these clouds bring rain? I asked myself, but It was too dark to tell. Night came rather quickly upon the colony. Cloud cover was common here and it hadn’t rained yet, but to be prepared I grabbed a plastic coat.There was an eerie air that came over the town at night. No one was outside walking the streets passed eight. Even though the sun had just set, it seemed that everyone must be home. Streets that had been bustling with people just hours earlier were now empty. The lack of street lamps covered the town in darkness. I scampered through the streets, hurrying towards Remy’s home. Upon reaching his doorstep, I took a monet to catch my breath. I knocked. The sound of footsteps approached the door, but it was not Remy who opened it. 
“Are you Semandi?” Asked a pasty human with dark eyes, “I guess you probably are, never seen a fennec around here before. Remy told me to give this to you.” He handed me a memory chip. 
“Yeah, thanks. Is he here?” I asked, in hopes I didn’t just walk across town for something that could have been sent to me via a text. 
“No, he just told me that if he didn’t get back to give this to you himself, to hand it to you when you got here.” 
The door shut and I was once again left in the eerie streets of Enslon (Which was the name of the Colony, as well as the local’s name for the planet. So pay attention to how it’s used, it confused me too when I arrived on planet too.)0 I inserted the chip into my tablet. On it were only two files. One was a simple text file that read:
	
Sem, Sorry I was not able to meet like we discussed. Something urgent came up that pertained to this matter. Please meet me at the location I have left you on the card. The code to the gate door is 7877.	

The second file was a simple map extension. Upon opening it in the tablet’s mapping program a location in the farmland districts outside the main town appeared.
“Fuck, guess I have more walking to do.” My footsteps echoed through the streets. It didn't take too long to reach the south checkpoint. Before me was a large paneled gate in the colony’s wall that could easily accommodate two trucks entering or leaving when it was in use. During the day the door was lifted to allow people in and out of the town’s center. On the other side was not the outside world, but simply a less secure area of the colony, what most referred to as The Farm. This district was surrounded by an electrified fence. (Or so I had been told. I'd not actually ever visited the agricultural district yet. The fence carried a charge that was strong enough to kill most anything that attempted to pass it. There was a small building built into the wall that served as a checkpoint for those passing through as well as a control center for raising and lowering the gate. I approached the gatehouse and found that on the door above the knob was a small keypad. Seven, seven, eight, seven. The pad blipped with each key press. A locking mechanism clicked, and the door popped open. Once I was inside I realized that a similar door was positioned directly opposite to the first. I exited it and as expected I was on the other side of the wall. A single well worn dirt road ran in the direction that my map was leading me. I could hear the hum of the nearby electric fence. It ran parallel to the road. The map on my device urged me to cut left through what I could only assume to be a field filled with some sort of foodstuff. Hopefully I didn’t step on anything too important. 

The village was different than I had imagined it would be. It was the opposite of the colony center. Festive lights hung from cables running between the small homes. People were laughing and dancing outside under a patio. Music filled the air, the smell of food permeated my nose. I could feel my tail wagging as I approached the small party that the map had lead me to. A few people glanced over at me with confused expressions. Before I could speak a man asked. 
“Are you lost, honey? Looking for someone?” He glanced at my phone, which I was still holding dumbly in front of me. I pocketed the device. 
“Y-yeah, I’m looking for-” I was cut off by Remy himself.
“Semandi, glad you could make it. Come inside.” Called out the Jackal who had just emerged from inside the small home. He motioned for me to follow him. Upon stepping inside I realized this was not actually a home but a small little bar for the locals to drink at. Remy sat himself down on a barstool next an older coyote with a beer gut. The coyote had on overalls that were just covered in dirt. As he moved some of the soil fell to the floor of the bar, causing the bartender to give him a dirty glance. I walked on up and sat on a stool by Remy. 
“So is this the one you were telling us about?” Asked the bartender. She was a Red fox, and was currently drying off glasses. Her red hair and red fur nearly matched and white patches of fur ran from her finger to her elbows as if she had long white gloves on. I felt as if she was studying me. 
“Yup, one and the same. Her name’s Semandi and she saw one just as I had when we were outside the wall.” The pot bellied farmer looked over me, as if that claim was perhaps incredulous. 
“Alright, why don’t you show us all what you’ve found this time, Dan.” stated the Bartender. Remy just motioned for me to watch the coyote's demonstration. 
 “I dug this up in my field, third one I’ve found.” he presented, showing us all a video he’d taken. There in the dirt was a skeleton of something most definitely not an animal. “It’s  not any of the local wildlife. I’ve been looking around now for more of them. A few preliminary scans from my ole ground sonar shows there could be hundreds of these out there, Remy. Like my farm was some sort of graveyard.” The farmer looked a bit worked up. “I’m beginning to think this place ain’t a new colony.” Remy watched the screen intrigued. 
“And you still have the body?” The skeptical Jackal asked. 
Dan just nodded.
“I was second phase, perhaps more people were lost in phase one then we were lead to believe.” Remy mused.
“Well that doesn’t make sense. Why bury them out in a field in unmarked graves then? Phase one was small. We’re talking about over a hundred graves according to my estimation.” The farmer replied. 
“Could be PR. Let me ask you this. How many people from phase one do you actually know?” 
The bartender poured a whole pitcher of beer and set it on the counter. 
“You two just be sure to lock up. I’ve been behind the bar too long today to listen to you too talk about dead people.” She Excused herself, and walked away from the bar, into the back. Remy shook his head. 
“I know a lot of them. Most work in the Magistrate’s building. And there are a few on the security force. I think we’d know if hundreds died on the first drop. And it doesn’t explain why we’ve seen them outside the walls. Did you get the chance to aim one of your sensors at one of the supply shuttles? I think they're being brought in as test subjects. Who knows what the eggies are doing in those labs.” he stated.
 The farmer shook his head no. 
“Last one came in three hours before schedule.” Dan looked at me. “That was the one you were on little one.” I felt my ears flatten at that comment, which admittedly made me look shorter. Something always bugged me when people brought up my height. It was as if people assumed that I was less of an adult. 
“Did you see anything weird on the shuttle Semandi?” Remy asked.
“No, like what sort of stuff?” I replied, unsure of what exactly one would consider weird, or out of place. 
“ I think they’re bringing people in to experiment on. We have a huge medical science staff here. And I just don’t think that studying plants is all we’re doing here.” 
“I didn’t see any people, but I was told to stay in my cabin nearly the whole day. Food was brought to me regularly, but there wasn’t many places I was exactly allowed to walk to.”
Remy looked satisfied with this and looked back to the farmer. “I think they are smuggling people in in cryos to run experiments on. I know a guy on the force. When he first started his job was to just guard this door. Never the whole day did anyone enter or leave it. He just showed up, relieved the last guard, and stood by this door. Weirdest part, was that the door was just at the bottom of the stairwell in one of the secured research buildings. He was one of three guards issued a firearm for their duty.” Remy explained. I poured myself a drink from the pitcher and just listened. The two began to bring up other odd occurrences they’d heard about, sharing them with each other and drinking. I was a bit lost in my own thoughts. Why even invite me here? Was it just because I saw that thing outside the wall? What had I gotten myself into? Remy's hand patted my thigh.
“I think we can rule this one out. She only just arrived so that makes three of us.” 
I was not to concerned about the secret club I was being inducted in as my thoughts were a little more preoccupied with the hand that was still on my thigh. Remy was cute and all… but he also looked a little drunk at this point in the night.  His hand left my thigh and the two guys said their goodbyes. Upon standing I realized I was far more tipsy then I'd previously thought of myself. I stumbled as the floor moved. Remy grabbed the back of my shirt and laughed. “Maybe we should spend the night here. I don't  either of us are going to make it back to the city.” 
Remy leaned over the bar and filled the now empty pitcher with some more beer. He waved the pitcher in front of me and explained. “Liquid blanket.” The jackal walked with a drunken sway leading me on over to the lobby area of this little establishment. He plopped down on the couch causing the beer to splash around inside its pitcher. I followed and sat my own self down. 
“We are both very lucky neither of us have anything to do tomorrow.” I teased. That's when Remy pulled a classic move on me. He stretched lifting his arms up towards the sky before dropping them back down so that his left arm laid over my shoulders. He turned and smiled at me. 
“Is this our plan? We're sleeping on a couch in the lobby of a closed bar?” I asked. 
“The closed bar of a good friend of mine.” Remy corrected. “We could walk home if you'd rather.” 
I shook my head. The pitter patter of rain could still be heard falling outside. 
“So did you and what's his name come up with some plan or something?” 
“We did, when we go back out in two days, you and I are going to set up a few sensors on the way out towards the range. We’re going to try and see if we can’t catch some better heat signatures of these guys.” 
“When are we going back out?” I asked.
“In three days.” He casually slipped his hand down my arm and over onto my belly. “
Why so curious? Are you looking to spend more time with me alone?” he teased. 
I didn’t stop him. My body felt warm and it was just, fun to be getting so much attention. “You’re drunk.” I teased. We sat there together for the next while. It wasn’t until I lifted up my arms that he made his next move. The Jackal’s hand ran up over my left breast and gave it a squeeze. I pretended not to notice, but the sound of my tail tapping against the couch gave me away. He had the look of a look of a little boy, opening his presents on his birthday. Remy at first pretended that it was just a fluke. His hand returned to my tummy but, soon enough it returned to give my breasts another fondle. Again my tail was giving my excitement way. I reached over to silence the fluffy butt ornament. Remy ran his hand down my body again. He passed over my tummy, my crotch, and down the inside of my thigh. The touch of his palm sent excitement through my body wherever it touched. I couldn’t tell if the tingling in my body was from the drink or him at this point. As his hand reached my knee it reversed direction, running back up my body, but this time he slipped his hand under my shirt. Remy cupped my right breast now, over my bra. At this point I needed a change of panties. My crotch felt wet and sticky. I hadn’t been laid since college, and at this point I was happy to let Remy go all the way with me tonight. He slipped his paw under my bra now groping, fondling, squeezing my admittedly palm sized breasts. He ran his fingers around the nipple, sending intense sensations through me. An aggressive squeeze caused me to yip. I quickly covered my mouth with a paw. Remy was chuckling. 
“Sorry, was that a little rough?” He asked. The jackal’s exploration of my boobs became much more gentle now. 
I nodded, staring at his lips. A kiss is what I was after. I’d look from his lips to his eyes and back, while pointing my nose right at his. Remy took the bait and leaned in. The sound of the excited whapping of my tail against the couch filled the room. I leaned towards him, and he to me. We kissed. Once, then twice and on the third he held it, placing his hand behind my head and slipping his tongue in. I felt his hand travel down my body and dip under my waistband. He didn’t bother going over my panties and instead he ran his fingers down to my crotch. I felt his soft palm directly against my fur. He cupped my pussy, slipping one finger between my soaked lips. 
“Holy shit Sem. You’re really excited.” He teased. I was blushing. 
“You’ve been feeling me up for almost 30 minutes now. What did you expect?”
Remy gently ran his finger around my clit. It didn’t take him long to grow bit more bold. He pushed a finger inside of me. I gasped at the sudden sensation. I was now humping myself against the palm of his hand. His hot breath blew on my ear. Remy made these cute grunts as he strained to flex and pump his fingers in my pussy.  Remy was kissing my neck, my thighs were shaking, every part of my body felt warm and tingly. Remy stopped kissing me and looked towards my crotch. I could feel the I was completely soaked down there. 
“Are you peeing or squirting?” he teased me, never stopping the motion he was doing with his hand. I honestly wasn’t sure. Each time his fingers pushed up against the inner wall of my pussy I felt my thighs and crotch grow warm and wet again. Remy was laughing under his breath. “It’s like a little button, you can’t even help it.” He teased, pushing up against the “spot” again, causing more liquid to squirt out of me. I was now shaking at this point. 
“You’re ruining my underwear…” I whispered to him. I had lost count of the number of orgasms I’d had. Curiously I moved my paw to grop at his crotch, only to find that Remy wasn’t hard at all. I frowned, wondering what I had done wrong until I heard his voice. 
“I’m a bit too drunk for that, Semandi. Sorry about that.” He laid back pulling me with him so I laid over top of him on the couch. He placed his jacket over me. With his arms now wrapped around me I began to realize just how exhausted I was. We fell asleep.