I’m ready to be the first man to make love to an Atareen.  Xteela’s so exotic, with her blue skin and gold eyes.  I begin unwinding the layers of her alien clothing. 

     She hooks her fingernails into her smooth skin and starts pulling it off, revealing green flesh.

     "What are you doing?"

     "I’m removing my skin.  How can we truly become one with our skin between us?" 

     "My skin doesn’t come off."

     "Oh," she croons.  "I didn’t know that this was your first time.  I’ll be gentle."  She reaches for me, and her fingernails glint razor sharp in the candlelight.