Description

Let's say the universe gave you three choices. Which adventure would you choose?

A) Getting captured by trolls sporting soap resistant loincloths;

B) Getting captured by bone-crushing cyborgs; or

C) Negotiations to convince lizard warriors not to nuke your ship.

Since meeting Commander Video and his scrawny star navigator, Solomon's luck keeps getting worse and worse.

The trolls want something from him. Something evil. And, unfortunately, he'll have to work with his bleach blonde nemesis in order to survive.

WARNING: First Contact includes Solomon getting down and dirty with twinks and trolls, shameless trash talking, light BDSM, and trolls getting hurt (because they deserve it). How the author mixes all of this in with comedy and space opera is undoubtedly a scientific miracle.