Frank was busy in his lab. He was scratching down notes in a journal so rapidly that perspiration was forming on his forehead.
"Master," Riff Raff said upon entering the lab. Frank didn't hear him. "Master," he said again. Frank's ears perked. "You've been in here for quite some time. Perhaps you should…rest a while?"
Frank looked up from his notes. His eyes were bloodshot and his face looked quite drawn. "For once, Riff Raff, I believe that you're right. I've been at this for days and some of it's starting to, well, stop making sense. I shall retire for a while, please, let no one disrupt me."
"Yes, master, as you wish."
Frank wearily left the lab and made his way to his bedchambers. A small smile crossed his face as his bed came into view. "One can't carry out missions without proper rest," he said to himself.
He crawled beneath the satin sheets and was asleep almost immediately. Frank didn't mind sleeping alone every once in a while, it freed his mind to slip into a few "erotic nightmares" that would sometimes teach him new ways to revel in the "sins of the flesh." This evening, however, no such subconscious thoughts in that specific manner manifested. There were indeed dreams, but they were far from nightmares.
Frank found himself in a room, but was unable to see anything. At first, he felt as though he'd lost his sight, but within a few moments he realized that he was simply in a room in which the lights were out. He felt that he was on a bed, perhaps even his own, and that he wasn't alone. Upon simple examination, he found the figure beside him to be a woman. A smile crossed his lips.
He could hear her breathe, but she didn't speak a word…Frank himself attempted to speak, but nothing would come out of his mouth. He began to touch the woman's body, she responded by moving closer to him. His thoughts were, quite simply, to have sex with this woman. Why wouldn't he? That's just what he would do in this situation. However, he found himself not unable to do so, but soon, not wanting to do so. Instead, he rested his head on her chest and listened to her heartbeat. And that was that. He just stayed next to this woman and felt warm, comfortable, content…
When Frank awoke, he said to himself, "I must be exhausted if I can't even partake in sex in a dream." He made the decision that a break from his work was needed. He called Riff Raff to his room. "Riff Raff, I feel that I've been focusing on work a bit too much lately, it's affecting my ability to fully concentrate. I need to unwind a bit. Arrange a party of some sort for this evening…the few earthlings that have been here in the past may attend."
Riff Raff obeyed. He began to make the arrangements while Frank tried to get a bit more sleep.