Date: Wed, 14 Jun 2006 23:18:51 +0100
From: Gdansk <gdansk001@googlemail.com>
Subject: Deltoya - Chapter 3, Episode 1

Deltoya -- Chapter 3, Episode 1

By Gdansk (2006)

Here we are again!

After the first two chapters I decided to really lengthen this one. If you
haven't read the first two, go back and do so now, they'll help you
understand this one better. For this third chapter I decided to add in more
of the background, of the worlds in which these people live in and how
their societies operate. For some sections this meant some long science
stuff so ignore this if you're only looking for the girl on girl
action. The background helps me imagine how this society would work, and of
course it's nice to have a reason why their entire universe is full of
horny lesbians!

Okay, again with the legal stuff. If your under 18 then you apparently have
no right to either express yourself or choose your own lifestyle, so off
you go and learn about creationism and all about how lesbians are going to
hell. If however you are older, welcome!

Also be warned, this story contains elements of lesbian sex, mature adult
content, incest, transgender issues, harsh language and a sprinkling of
Tabasco sauce, and GASP! Some back story! So if you are offended by ANY of
these issues then know that you have been warned.

Also if the spaceships and horny aliens hadn't clued you in I'll tell you
now, this story is fictional, it'd be great if it wasn't but hey that's
life. This story may also borrow some background concepts from various
works of fiction, but they are all taken in good jest.

Lastly Feedback, I write these stories because I like to write them, I
don't get paid for this, but I crave feedback. It's taken me ages to write
this one and the others in this chapter and if you have any feedback,
positive comments, constructive mature criticism, anything at all is
accepted. So please send word to gdansk001@googlemail.com

Now with all that out of the way, On with the SHOW!

******

It was dark in the black.

The spaces between the stars.

Little disturbed this place. There was the occasional asteroid, or perhaps
a celestial cloud, drifting on solar winds, but they were rare at
best... so much had changed.

Once when the humans came to these stars, on their Arc-like behemoths, the
black was full of life. Fleets of ships, traders, seeders and colonists
flocked through it. For thousands of years great streams of traffic
crisscrossed it, connecting the fledging colonies. Even on the edges
exploratory ships ranged out into it, to search for more systems to
colonise and new races to find, always pushing back the boundaries, and
lighting up the black.

But not anymore

Eventually the humans and their allied races harnessed the power of
wormholes, building great stations that were able to propel ships over many
light years. Such things meant that spending months, years crossing the
black were no longer necessary. If one had the knowledge, or more likely
the credits, one could jump across it, finding themselves on the other side
of the cluster in the blink of an eye.

Since then, few travelled into the black, though the fees on the gates were
often costly they were much preferred to months in the black, drifting
aimlessly - losing time and supplies and risking the unknown dangers of the
black, for dangers there were. Although humanity had trekked across it for
eons, it was still a mystery to them. The lack of gravitational sources,
like stars and systems, meant that the black was constantly shifting. One
area might be clear for hundreds of years, but one day an asteroid field
may drift across it, shattering trading lanes and causing havoc.

Still though some ships and crews continued to breach the black, rather
than take the relatively safe Jump Gates. The reasons for doing so are
numerous, perhaps they are pirates, shunning colonial law and fleeing into
the outlands, maybe their free traders, unable or unwilling to pay the
extortionate gate fees. Or maybe they wanted to avoid attention. The Gates
were controlled by an intergalactic organisation known as the Guild,
infamously corrupt, the Guild held a tight grasp on all travel between the
colonies, taxing trade and interfering with galactic politics to suit its
own ends. And so many people decided it was better to drift between the
stars than arouse the Guilds attention.

Still, Doctor Ramani Rachoor was not one of those people.

On Board the star ship liner Prosperity, on course for a tour of the
beautiful Aikido worlds, Ramani had little to be worried about.

Ramani was a respected Mohandas Professor of genealogy and genetics, she
had studied under numerous of the clusters greatest thinkers, she had
graduated from the esteemed New Cambridge University with no less than
three degrees, Medical Science, Human Biology and Selective Mutation. She
had worked for the Mohandas National Health Service in various health
centres for five years as Senior Surgeon and she had personally overseen
fifteen medical advancements that had sparked a revolution in how medicine
was practiced in the colonies. She had a recorded IQ of 215. In any
cultured civilisation she would have been regarded with respect and awe as
one of the greatest thinkers of her time and worthy of any professional
post she wished, however that was not the case at New Cambridge.

New Cambridge was legendarily elitist. Not only had its professors and
teaching staff had to come from respected, and therefore rich, backgrounds
and houses and be monumentally well educated there beliefs and points of
view also had to coincide with that of the University Board. Though very
young for the post at 32 years old, Ramani was obviously smart enough to
teach there, and came from a good enough background, her mother owned the
largest shipping company in Mohandas; her ideology was too irregular for
the University. A staunch liberal Ramani had opposed the seeming rule of
the upper class in many of the colonies, the privatisation of many of the
essential government services and the rise of the corporate entity known
simply as `The Guild' to practical dominance over the colonies.

And thus that it came to be that time and time again the University Board,
containing several Guild members, rejected her application for a teaching
post, choosing instead lesser qualified individuals who would do more as
they say.

Frustrated at yet another rejection Ramani had been sent on an extended
tour of the colonies by her mother. Having resigned her post at Mohandas
central college in frustration, Ramani had welcomed the distraction,
spending a few months away would be just the thing to distract her. However
it was not to be.

Ramani was bored.

Bored of the endless vista's, bored of the countless formal dress parties
on the Prosperity, and bored of the endless pomp and ceremony of the upper
class. True at heart Ramani was a posh girl and fond of her creature
comforts, but she was tired of this life. She and her family had always
been well off, she had always had the most expensive things, she had always
had whatever she wanted and she had always lived in complete safety, how
dull.

Sitting now in her 2000 credit dinner dress, on the large window sill
before the large circular view port in her cabin staring at the stars, she
contemplated what she would like to do.

She would like to go out and enjoy life like those girls on the vid
network. She would like to go out to raves, party all night long, drink to
her hearts content and frak a stranger senseless!

Oh she would love to live like that, with total abandon if only for a short
time. But her life had always been very civilised and guarded. All through
her teens she was forced to be trim and proper, and to keep to her
studies. She had thought that when she went away to University that she
would be free, released from the home that had become her prison. But it
was not meant to be, all that really changed was the view through her
prison bars.

True she had some measure of freedom, but College was not carefree as she
had pictured it. Rather than hedonistic parties and wild orgies there were
proper dinner parties and opera visits. Even though she had a couple of
girlfriends and finally managed to lose her virginity they were all to
stuffy to live with for too long, too much enraptured by a life of business
and etiquette for Ramani to be bothered with.

It was then in frustration that she had fallen to a life of protesting and
marches, demonstrating and politics in an effort to make her life more
interesting. She had continued this when she left college and took up
teaching and medical positions. In that time she had greatly advanced her
career, quickly she became accepted as the greatest mind in her chosen
fields. Hence why she wanted a position at New Cambridge, or rather why her
mother wanted her to have a position at Cambridge, in truth Ramani cared
little.

And that was how she came to find herself, aged 32, a respected and
rejected professor on a cruise liner and thoroughly bored.

However that was not to last long, because she had a plan, a plan to
escape. She had had enough of the balls and dinner parties, the fine
dresses and expensive wines. The next day they would reach a border world
in the Aikido Empire called Soshi, and it was there where she would make
her getaway.

Soshi was one of the main trading hubs to the Ultima colonies and was very
populace and advanced. There she would jump ship and seek out an adventure.

She had already managed to purchase some cheap travelling clothes from a
crew member and had packed her bag with everything she needed. She knew her
mother would worry when she found out but she knew she had nothing to worry
about. She fluently spoke a half dozen languages, was well versed in basic
diplomacy and was good at integrating herself into any situation she found
herself in. And in any case, if she truly came into trouble Mummy was only
one call away.

Smiling to herself Ramani said aloud,

`Yes, it's going to be so exciting!'

However with that thought she considered her life on the Prosperity, it
wasn't so bad she mused. Was it really necessary to jump ship? Did she have
to run away from everything she knew? If only for a short time?

Especially whilst the Prosperity itself did have some perks, perks which
inevitably opened the door and walked into her room that very moment.

Turning at the distraction Ramani smiled at the newcomer. Standing there
lit in the doorway stood one of the Prosperity's crew, dressed in simple
black and white waitress clothes, a blouse, skirt and sensible shoes, Susan
smiled back. At 6'0" she was taller than Ramani, her fair skin and long
blond hair marking her out as descending from the western colonies,
probably Ultima or Albion, or even Dresden at a push. She was also not as
thin as Ramani, not fat but definitely more rounded, especially with a
large 40D breasts.

Ramani had met Susan a week after she had boarded the Prosperity, bored of
the pomp and ceremony she had sought out more interesting company than the
endless upper class toffs. And in finding Susan she had found something
very interesting indeed, it was not long before Susan was sneaking into
Ramani's quarters at night, or Ramani taking a rather long walk down the
servant's quarters for their illicit affair. Unfortunately both knew that
that was all that this was, an affair, a bright spark of passion that would
soon die out, but was very enjoyable for all that.

No words were said for both knew that none needed to be said, Susan closed
the door behind her, and Ramani jumped off the window sill to embrace her
lover.

Passionately they kissed, their tongues entwining in each others mouths,
marauding hands running up and down to grasp shoulders and buttocks. After
a minute or so of groping and tonguing the two separated for air. Smiling,
looking into each others eyes they made to undress.

Ramani quickly unzipped the side of her dress and let it slide down her
body to the floor, leaving her large breasts to flop onto her chests, the
only clothes she was now wearing, a pair of lacy black underwear. Carried
by the moment she turned around and walked seductively, swishing her ass
from side to side, over to the bed where she turned and then lay down
enticing Susan forward.

Susan meanwhile had unbuttoned her blouse and shed it to the floor. Off
went her shoes and socks, her skirt and her bra. Last of all went her white
knickers, sliding down her leg already coated with pussy juices. Now
completely naked she smiled as she walked over to the bed and Ramani.

As she reached it she slowly leant forward and climbed up, so that her
breasts hung from her chest and jiggled slightly.

Eyes drawn to the jiggling breasts Ramani leaned forward and kissed Susan,
hands immediately moving to cup and squeeze the luscious melons. Susan
continued to move forward on the bed until she was lying directly on top of
Ramani, her lips glued to Ramani's, her breasts squished up against
Ramani's, their legs intertwining.

For several minutes they lay there intertwined, Susan's hands sliding
behind Ramani's back to grab her ass cheeks and squish them together all
the while Ramani fondled Susan's breasts, teasing and worrying her nipples.

Slowly Ramani lifted each of Susan's breasts to her mouth, suckling on the
hardened nipples, slurping her tongue over her deliciously large mounds,
making Susan sigh in pleasure.

As she finished one breast Ramani switched over to the other, and then back
again building up a familiar rhythm as she massaged the spare breast whist
sucking the other.

As Ramani suckled, Susan could feel the waves of intensive pleasure wash
through, and start to rise. Intending to share this dizzying high she
reached down with one hand along Ramani's belly and down to her
thighs. After quickly teasing her crotch she pushed her fingers under
Ramani's underwear and eased them trough her bush into her pussy.

Gasping at the contact Ramani fell back onto the bed, away from the
engorged nipples of her lover. Gently Susan eased her fingers into Ramani's
snatch, first one, then two and then three, all teasing their way through
the incredibly tight pussy.

Forcing a rhythm in her fingers, Susan began to pound in and out of her
lover, whilst she moved down to kiss her some more. Eagerly meeting Susan's
kiss, Ramani felt Susan's tongue slowly ease aside her lips and enter her
own mouth, eager she met it with her own, the two entwining as started to
grind her thighs against Susan's hand, meeting each thrust with one of her
own.

"Oooohhh" Ramani moaned as the blonde hit some sensitive spots.

Taking the break from Ramani's tongue, Susan moved herself down the dark
skinned woman's body until she was facing her throbbing pussy, with her
hand still thumping in and out. Pulling back her black panties Susan moved
in for the kill. Whilst forcing her fourth finger into Ramani's snatch she
finds her clit and starts to tease it with her tongue, and nip it with her
teeth.

"AAhhh!" Ramani cries with the sudden assault.

Feeling the tension rise between her thighs she wraps them around Susan's
back, her hands running through her hair until they rested on the back of
the blondes head, forcing her down further.

Her hand now pumping fast and hard into the professors pussy, Susan
increased her pace, tongue flickering all over Ramani's now dripping sex.

Now pulses were flickering up and down Ramani's entire body, knowing what
was to come she arched her back on the bed, crying out loud,

"OOOhhhh GAAAWWWD!!!"

As her partner ascended to heaven, Susan immediately began lapping up the
juices, that were now splattering out of Ramani's throbbing pussy, soaking
her fingers, face and inner thighs.

As Ramani slowly lowered herself from her dizzying high she looked down at
the blonde and smiled, completely content as she lay there, Susan licking
up all her spent juices.

And they lay there for a while, Ramani lying on her back, Susan between her
thighs as they had done so many times before. Over the next hour they
swapped places, positions and methods until eventually they collapsed into
an exhausted, but deeply fulfilled, sleep.

******

The next morning she woke early. Quickly she got dressed in the clothes she
had set aside, gathered her things and left.

Looking down to the sleeping figure of Susan she felt a slight pang of
regret, maybe she shouldn't go, maybe she should stay with Susan. `No' she
thought, `You've both been through this, it was only a quick fling, however
enjoyable it may have been'

And with that she leaned down to her lover and quickly kissed her on the
forehead, then rising she made to leave.

She had specifically altered her appearance so that she would not receive
much attention.

She was wearing a pair of dirty torn jeans below a drab brown t-shirt
covered by an old faded denim jacket. Her long flowing dark brown hair was
pulled back up and tucked into a tattered baseball cap, which partly
covered her beautiful face. She was quite tall and very thin but still had
nice plump 36B breasts that bounced slightly as she ran. As her nipples
rubbed against her shirt they hardened and poked through her top. Reddening
as she realised that she was drawing more attention she slowed and tried to
cover herself up. Over her back was a large sports bag which held her other
clothes and assorted items.

As she walked through the decks she smiled to herself knowing that she was
succeeding in her gambit. Though she met several people on her way to main
boarding ramp they paid her little attention.

Finally after what seemed like hours Ramani entered the central corridor
and saw the exit, freedom! Grinning to herself she sped up, her pulse
quickening as she made her way through the other folk walking along the
corridor to disembark.

Weaving in and out of the passengers and crew Ramani made it to the
boarding ramp, her heart beating like a drum. As she stepped out onto the
steel grill, daylight dawned on her face and downtown Soshi opened up
before her she had to fight not to squeal out in delight.

Not hiding her massive grin one bit she walked out of the Prosperity's
landing bay and headed out to look for her adventure.

*******

Meanwhile a couple of miles further into Downtown Soshi was an area that
was known as Pilgrims Row. Open to the air a massive stretch of duracrete,
a mile wide and several long, Pilgrims Row was so known because it was the
historical point where freelance trader ships landed to take on supplies
and cargo. Traditionally it was also the area where potential passengers
went to barter cheap transport off-world. Soshi was the largest world on
the eastern fringe of the Aikido Empire, and thus the closest trading port
to the UA, or Ultima Alliance. People would come from all over the empire
looking for cheap passage across the black that divided the two colony
states.

And it was here that the Freelance trader ship the Astromo was berthed.

Having just landed the previous night Captain Kyra and her crew had just
completed a month long burn across the black from the UA.  They were bound
for Yamato, another Aikido world closer to the Aikido centre, but had
decided to land on Soshi for supplies and potentially a few lucrative
passengers.

It was also good to spend a night on hard earth and enjoy the bars and
nightclubs of a civilised world for a night. As such it was that on that
particular morning that Captain Kyra and most of her crew were sleeping off
the worst of a hangover from the last nights debauchery, meanwhile the
young Marion Kennedy was sitting at the top of the front ramp enjoying the
slight breeze that wafted along the row.

Whilst she had gone out with the rest of the crew to enjoy herself she had
left quite early complaining of a headache. Whilst she had missed out on
the debauchery of the rest of the night she was now fine whilst the rest of
the crew were in the pain and agony of a monster hangover. Still from what
she expected they had gotten up to, Marion dearly wished she had stayed
longer last night, even if it meant the hangover.

"Ahh well, they'll be plenty of that to come in the future" she said aloud
and sighing she sat up.

In front of her the huge frontal ramp of the Astromo slid downwards to the
hard Duracrete of the Row. At this hour there were few people about, mostly
stragglers returning from their last night excursions and dock workers
hurrying to get supplies and take off before the mid-morning rush.

As she looked out she remembered her Captains instructions the afternoon
previous, that the next day anyone who was up had to wait for the
deliveries and maybe snap up a passenger or two.

Well since the rest of the crew were passed out or in agony that meant
Marion had to do it. Not that she really minded, she was still new to all
this travel and she enjoyed sitting their in the pre-morning light watching
people from all over the cluster travel to and fro, she was fascinated by
all the different cultures races and peoples, both human and aliens pass
before her. She was especially intrigued by the aliens.

Having grown up on the farming planet Ohio One Marion and her older sister,
Michelle also part of the crew, had a relatively sheltered
upbringing. Michelle had cured that by joining the Ultima Fleet however
Marion had been left at home. However two weeks after her 18th birthday her
sister left the Fleet and signed up with her two friends, Kyra and Sonya,
Captain and Navigator of the ship, to buy and run their own merchant
vessel.

Desperate to escape Ohio One Marion had pleaded to be allowed to join her
and after a quick discussion with their parents they had agreed it was
allright and she had left. That was just over five weeks ago and till now
Marion had seen little of other worlds and peoples, not to mention aliens.

She had got her first impression of an alien when she had been properly
introduced to her ship mate Amelia, once they were under way to
Aikido. Amelia was a Tilean, a species that inhabited a few worlds to the
galactic north of the human colonies. By a bizarre evolutionary twist
Tilean's looked almost identical to humans except that they were
universally grey skinned and silver haired.

However, as Marion had discovered last night in downtown Soshi, many aliens
were similar to humans in most respects. Apparently the humanoid figure,
two legs, two arms, two eyes and ears and a mammal reproduction system were
the best suited to surviving n most kinds of habitable planet. Of course
there were some species which varied greatly such as greater size, vastly
different body shapes and limb configurations but these were minimal.

As she looked out now on to the growing crowds of the Pilgrims Row, Marion
spotted many hundreds of aliens from dozens of races intermingling,
haggling and bartering with the thousands of humans. From what she was
told, Marion knew that in the Cluster, the area of the Deltoyan Galaxy
humans inhabited three Alien Empires had been discovered, the first was the
scattered holdings of the Tilean's, the second was the Sacean Federation,
an ancient and wise people who were a close ally to Aikido and the UA. The
third race encountered had been known as the Fane. Humanity had encountered
the Fane in the early years of colonisation and they had proved a monstrous
and evil foe. Insectoid in nature there entire way of life was at odds with
the mammal humans and their allies, it was not long before the two were at
war. The fighting had lasted several decades until the Fane had eventually
been pushed back into a series of asteroid belts in their own system. In
time the Colony alliance that had pushed back the Fane united had crumbled
and turned into the new independent colony nations of today, the Fane had
not been heard of for millennia.

Still as the centuries passed humanity expanded further and further to
encompass first hundreds and then thousands of systems. Still even now with
seven human empires and thousands of occupied systems humanity had only
spread to a total of 0.0029% of the Deltoya galaxy. However as humanity
expanded she encountered the rogue traders of many more alien races, and it
was people like those that Marion looked at now.

As she watched she saw a creature that looked almost like a normal woman,
except that she was completely green and had bright red hair that stuck up
as if electrified. Looking around more she saw a trio of blue skinned
aliens who had two large tentacles that flopped back from their hairless
heads, as she watched the three of them talking she swore that she could
see the tentacles twitch and sway slowly in defiance of the wind.

And so the early morning hours passed, Marion whiling away the hours
watching the passers by and occasionally interviewing possible
passengers. Though she talked with several she didn't think that any of
them would be good enough to be approved by her Captain, most not able to
pay for passage and the others wanting to bring vast amounts of weapons
onboard. In the cases of the latter Marion had to firmly assure them that
no fire-arms were allowed on board and to send them on there way, all the
while resting her hand on her own Del-Ticon Mark II side-arm that her
sister had given her, just in case.

However as the hours went by Marion was able to pick up two passengers, one
a Sacean named Selene, and a human.

The Sacean's look as though they are taken straight from legend. It is as
though humans travelled far enough that they passed into a dream world
where fictional creatures did live, for the Saceans did look every bit the
elfin of lore. Generally a head taller than humans, the Sacean's looked the
very image of elves, with long thin limbs, narrow faces and long pointed
ears that curved up into the air. Even as a society they seemed like elves,
individually they lived for many, many millennia, rather than the
relatively quick human lifespan of five hundred years or so and they were
very wise and centred. Also like the humans and the Tilean's in particular,
the Saceans were a very hedonistic race, seeking pleasure in all forms of
life, as such it was they had a great culture of art and music.

The Sacean federation had existed for almost a million years until the
humans arrived. Finding the younger race rash and quick to anger, the
Saceans at first kept them at arms length, however with the coming of the
Fane they found a willing ally and over time had grown close to their
younger cousins.

Selene was typical of her race, in that she was tall and thin, and as wise
as she was beautiful. Walking along the row, Selene picked the Astromo out
because of the rugged beauty of the ship. Deciding that she wished to
travel on this bird she addressed Marion,

"Good Morning young one," she said,

Sitting upright Marion turned to face the newcomer, seeing her beauty she
immediately stood up to greet the stranger.

"He.. He... Hello there uhh how are you doing?" stuttering slightly a she
gaped at the Elf's beauty.

Smiling Selene replied casually, "Im am quite fine thank you, I have come
to ask you if you are taking on passengers?"

"Yes! Uhh yes of course" replied Marion a bit too quickly,

Smiling again Selene introduced herself,

"That's good, I am Selene of the house Do'chall I am a travelling companion
exploring your lands. I feel as though I have been drawn here today."

"Have you?" asked Marion confused before apologising,

"Sorry, sorry, my name is Marion and this is the Astromo under the Captain
Kyra O'Neil."

Smiling yet again, her face the very picture of feminine beauty, Selene
replied.

"Hmm Marion what a nice name, so do you accept me?"

"Sure, of course, uhh where are you headed?"

"No where in particular, I am merely gliding on the winds as they say;
where they will take me I do not know. But for now I believe I shall glide
with you."

And so the pair talked on about minor details such as pay, and rules aboard
ship, in the meantime the day had progressed to late morning and by that
time the rest of the crew had dragged themselves out of their bunks. Whilst
Sonia, Michelle and Amelia had run about, doing their chores and jobs,
Danielle and Kyra had come to the front bay to find Marion and make sure
the supplies had been taken in.

"Ahh and here is the captain now," said Marion, noticing the approach of
Kyra and Danielle and called them over to meet there new passenger.

Smiling at there approach Selene greeted them,

"Good Morning, Captain Kyra and Engineer Danielle" bowing slightly to both
of them

Surprised by this stranger Danielle stepped back suddenly, however Kyra
bowed and introduced herself.

"Greetings I am Captain Kyra O'Neill of the star ship Astromo, I take it by
your presence here on the Row that you are looking for passage offworld?"

Smiling Selene responded,

"That I am, I have no certain destination in mind and would just like to
ply my trade through whichever star systems you could travel through."

"Ahh so you wish to enter into a more permanent contract of passage?"
whilst at the same time nodding Danielle and Marion to go sort out the
supply shipments.

"Indeed an opened ended contract for which I shall of course fund by
services rendered"

Confused slightly Kyra motioned Selene into the Astromo for a guided tour
whilst asking,

"Perhaps you would like a guide through our vessel, however I have to ask
what do you mean by `services' rendered?"

"Ahh" replied Selene delicately as she followed Kyra up the metal grill
steps and into the Astromo's central spinal corridor,

"I take it that you are not familiar then with my garb and traditional
attire, aswell as my House emblem" pointing to her clear cut, smart black
dress with red spiralling floral patterns and the beautiful emblem attached
to her breast.

"No im sorry I have not"

"My im surprised captain, surely someone of your worldly experience would
have heard of the Do'chall House?"

That stopped Kyra in her tracks, as she turned round to evaluate fully her
new passenger.

Standing a head taller than her, with too thin a waist by human standards
and what looked like long incredibly delicate limbs Selene was
exceptionally beautiful. In fact just staring at her for any length of time
made Kyra feel as if she was entranced.

In short order Kyra compiled everything she knew concerning the Sacean's,
House Do'chall and everything else she knew about them.

Whilst it was true that as a fleet officer she had travelled far and
experience much most of her tour of duty was on the Ultima border with the
Communist human nation of Korolev. She had however heard the stories,
mostly gathered when she was at university or at the 4th fleet military
academy.

>From what she had heard the Sacean's were an incredibly old and wise race
that supposedly lived for thousands upon thousands of years. Whilst in this
modern day and age it was quite natural for a human to live at least five
hundred years this was still an incredible feat. They were an incredibly
hedonistic and traditional race aswell, given over to great works of art
and theatre and being a generally pompous and haughty nation. That said
thanks to their extremely advanced technology they had an impressive
military.

However of what she had heard of House Do'chall was far more
interesting. House Do'chall was in the essence a prostitute agency. Whilst
in human society such a thing might be seen as seedy or sordid in the
cultured and hedonistic Sacean society it was the norm.

Making up her mind Kyra replied,

"From what I know it is some sort of prostitute agency, no?"

Pausing for a moment to choose her words carefully Selene finally
explained,

"Yes and no. Yes from a human's perspective, House Do'chall does provide
companions for a fee to clients throughout the known systems for many
actions, not all of them sexual. However it is also not only that."

Moving onwards she elaborated,

"You see Sacean society is controlled by four House's integral to our way
of life, one controls the military, one controls the labourers, one
controls the arts and one controls what you would term prostitution. You
see there are no `moral' problems associated with sex, it is considered a
normal and everyday action and so we harbour none of the guilt or shame
that you humans do."

"On our world's sex is just another service that may be bought or paid for,
however it is no mere rental of the body that your people espies it to
be. House Do'chall companions are trained for many years in the art of
pleasing our clients, though we do hone our skills in the sexual arts, we
are trained to handle ourselves in many areas, companions are skilled
courtiers, entertainers, diplomats and even warriors."

"Warriors?" asked Kyra, confused by the concept of a fighting whore.

"Yes, whilst it may seem perverse for you to believe that we can fight
companions are trained exceptionally well in the martial arts from
birth. In fact whilst it is rare, it has not been unheard of for companions
to become assassins."

Astonished Kyra took this all in as they walked, but a thought did come to
her,

"So what are you doing in human space then?"

"Ah well upon encountering you Humans several hundred years ago House
Do'chall has decreed that to further the maturity of your race that we
should extend our activities into your space. Whilst several of your
nations have been quite obtrusive to our treaties several, such as Ultima,
Aikido and Albion have whole heartedly welcomed us. As such we companions
travel through your space constructing a large client base, whilst some
also set up House monasteries on some worlds to recruit companions from
other races, such as Humans and Tilean's."

"There are Human Companions?" asked Kyra, astonished by the fact

"Yes, in fact it is quickly becoming quite popular, despite your race's
initial moral concerns you have quite the aptitude for making love. You see
a companion is trained to feel that sex is the ultimate form of expression,
feeling, pleasure and even art. It is nothing be ashamed or guilty of."

"Ahh" said Kyra as they walked on, absorbing what her new passenger was
telling her. After awhile they reached the Habitation block and Kyra showed
Selene around her new quarters. Whilst on most freighters and star ships in
service crew quarters tended to be quite small and Spartan, offering merely
a place to sleep, however the Astromo's line of ships was legendarily well
fitted, and all its crew cabins were quite large.

Walking around surveying her new room Selene decided it was quite good
considering, of course there were some problems, it was under kept, a
little dirty with few comforts, but it was spacious and Selene could bring
in her own comforts.

"Yes... yes this looks suitable." She said, walking around the large double
bed.

Smiling Kyra said,

"Of course it doesn't look much, however it can easily be improved, just
need in some colour some lighting here and there..." Trailing off as she
watched Selene move around the room. Looking at her now, checking her
surroundings, moving about the room, she was incredibly graceful, and
beautiful. For a quick moment Kyra thought she had stepped into a dream, to
see the beautiful elf walk before her.

Suddenly Selene turned round to see Kyra mesmerized, and she turned
blushing, embarrassed. Smiling at the Captain's discomfort Selene continued
about, Kyra trying to cover her gawking asked quickly,

"So... uh so what would you see yourself doing in here mostly?"

Smiling again Selene replied without turning,

"Attending clients most likely" and turning to face the blushing captain to
ask, "Unless you have a problem with that?"

"No! no... not at all, your business is your own." The startled Kyra
replied,

"Good, because I will most likely be attending to a lot of clients, both
here in my quarters and also on visits to their homes," answered Selene,
before she continued her appraisal.

Watching her there Kyra had to fight down her sudden arousal; the thin tall
woman was startlingly beautiful. Even as she moved around the room her
grace and lightness were stunning. Whilst she was very thin by human
standards and her breasts were very small, only a 32A by her guess, Kyra
would have done anything, to get close to the Elven beauty before her, to
smell her, to touch her, to feel her silky skin. Blushing slightly at her
starting arousal Kyra tried to hide it.

With her back turned to the captain however, Selene smiled. With senses far
greater than a normal humans she could hear Kyra's raised heartbeat, smell
her arousal and even sense her excited sex, she was taught well enough to
know what that meant. Addressing her own arousal at that time and the
Captains own attractiveness, Selene figured out exactly what was best to
break the ice,

"Captain, I sense that you are unfamiliar with our ways, perhaps if you may
I can make some sort of demonstration?"

Caught off guard Kyra staggered back as if struck, unable to reply apart
from the mild stutter, Selene continued,

"It is taught that a ceremony must be conducted when living in a new abode
to ensure good success and prosperity, this can be conducted alone, however
it is always more... fun to have a partner."

As she said this Selene moved over to the bed and rested one hand on it as
she looked at the startled Captain,

Completely dumbstruck Kyra could only stutter,

"Well... i... uh... don't..."

But was cut off by the trained companion,

"Come now Captain, surely you wish learn more of the ways and culture of
House Do'chall?"

Knowing full well what the Elf woman was hinting at Kyra struggled to
respond, however in a quick second her arousal sparked a reply from her
lips, so quick she could hardly stop herself,

"Yes please,"

With that Selene grinned, hearing the Captains thudding heartbeat, smelling
the juices already moistening her crotch and sensing intuitively her
arousal, she knew she had her where she wanted her.

Kyra, sensing what was about to happen felt her pulse race as she slowly
turned behind her to close the door to the cabin. Taking the several
seconds to compose herself she addressed the companion. She was truly well
trained to get her so off her guard, she was Captain Kyra O'Neil of the
Ultima fleet, she had fought wars and here was a prostitute who had her
spluttering like a schoolgirl. `No' she thought, she wanted this, so very
much she wanted this, however she was not going to let Selene be in
control.

As she turned back to Selene and saw her beautifully emerald eyes Kyra
abandoned all hope of that, here was a beauty she had never before
realised, who cares who was in control. With that last thought she moved
forward to the Elf's hands, beckoning her to the bedside.

Immediately Kyra raised her hands to Selene, but they were playfully
slapped away,

"No captain, I insist you must be serviced first" she said with a smile.

Unable to stop her Selene moved around Kyra, slowly moving her hands up and
down her, fingers touching lightly. Behind her now Selene's hands found
their way to Kyra's shoulders, gently they tugged and pulled at her leather
jacket, easing it down her arms and onto a chair. Soon the wandering hands
had removed her utility belt and holster, shoes and socks, which all now
rested on the chair. Having come complete circle Selene was now face to
face with Kyra, now dressed only in a dark green t-shirt, an old workman's
trousers and her underwear. Staring up into her lovely green eyes, Selene
knew she was powerless towards the Elf's advances, her nipples hardening in
arousal so that they pointed defiantly through her t-shirt.

Slowly Selene moved her face down to meet Kyra's, their lips brushing each
others in a light kiss. The kiss deepened before Selene broke away, she
still had work to do before she could play.

Lifting up the human's arms she gripped onto the bottom of Kyra's t-shirt
and slowly pulled it up her chest, and up and over her head. Not wearing a
bra Kyra's large bosom flopped out into the cold air, soliciting a gasp
from her.

With her hands on Kyra's hips, Selene stared at her luscious free breasts
for several moments. How so unlike these were to that of the Saceans. The
Saceans, universally elfin, were tall, thin graceful creatures, the Humans
in contrast were larger, not fat necessarily but definitely more
curvy. There were some Sacean's who were disgusted by this primitive young
race's features, Selene however, standing there gazing at Kyra's cold
hardened nipples on her large bouncy breasts loved it. Even now she could
smell her own arousal, so well more controlled than the human's she
nevertheless had to fight the urge to rip off the rest of the wrapping to
get to juicy centre.

Forcing herself away from the enticing bosom, Selene moved behind her new
captain once again, her arms circling around to grasp Kyra's trouser
buttons.

Slowly she peeled them off, one at a time until she zipped down her
trousers and tugged down the dirty workpants, leaving Kyra standing there
in nothing but a lacy pair of white underpants.

Not wasting a second Selene eased her hands into the panties sides and
pulled them down too, so that they fell into the trouser puddle at Kyra's
feet, freeing Kyra's lush blonde bush to the cold air also.

Taking her hand Selene led Kyra over to the bed and motioned for her to get
up onto it. Steadily, her breasts bobbing gently, Kyra mounted the bed,
presenting a nice view of her lovely buttocks to the Elf standing behind
her. Crawling up the bed Kyra turned and laid, face up, head propped up to
see Selene standing at the foot of the bed, admiring her.

As she lay down Selene caught herself staring at Kyra's lovely swaying
ass. Composing herself quickly as Kyra settled Selene made to remove her
own clothing. Hands moving to her left shoulder she tugged of her dress's
catch, easing it down her side so that it gently fell to the floor by its
own weight, there she stood, naked now, tall thin, petite and absolutely
beautiful. Lying there before her Kyra could swear that she glowed.

Smiling as she had the human enraptured Selene now moved onto the bed,
crawling up so that she lay beside Kyra. Propping herself up on her side
she eased her right hand along Kyra's body, travelling from her legs to her
hips, and from there to cup gently her breasts. Slowly she moved in to kiss
her lover, their lips gently touching as her hand started to massage Kyra's
breast.

Finally allowed to make her move, Kyra propped herself up onto her elbow so
that she faced Selene now and eased her hand over to squeeze her firm tight
ass cheeks.

Grinning at the pressure on her rear, Selene gently eased Kyra onto her
back and moved on top of her, flicking her long golden hair aside so that
it covered half her face alluringly.

Surprised at how light the Elf was Kyra shuddered slightly as she moved her
head down to her large breasts, massaging one with her left hand, whilst
she suckled on her other with her delightful tongue. To Kyra it was divine,
she had had sex many times, many, many times however this was
different. The light touch, the gentle massages in all the right places,
the way that Selene's legs entangled with hers, even the way that her right
hand even now snaked its way to her thighs, Kyra thought she might orgasm
right now.

Sensing yet again the humans increased arousal Selene pulled back, kneeling
above Kyra's prone form. With a smile she flicked back her long dazzling
hair over her pointed ears, making Kyra believe she truly had died and gone
to heaven.

`Oh shit she's gorgeous!' thought Kyra to herself,

With a sparkle in her eyes Selene moved back further and gently pulled
aside Kyra's legs so that she now knelt between them look down at Kyra's
sex, which was already dripping.

`Oh my god im gonna come!' screamed Kyra's mind as Selene's hands moved to
her hips and started rhythmically massaging her sides.

Gently Selene moved forward so that her face rested right above Kyra's
pussy, looking down at it as her hands increased their pace, sensing that
she was on the brink of a colossal orgasm Selene moved forward just a
little tad and gently blew over her snatch.

"OOOOHHHH MYYYYYYYY GAAAWWWWDD!!!"

Screamed Kyra as the horrifying teasing sent her completely over the edge,
bucking and swishing wildly in her lovers clutch, her pace contorting and
writhing as she screamed to her hearts content.

And there through it all knelt Selene, expertly holding onto her lover,
gently prodding and teasing her to further her ecstasy even more.

Minutes later as Kyra's writhing and contorting finally ebbed, Selene still
knelt over her smiling still.

"Oh my god!, how?... how did you do that?" asked Kyra, still slightly
euphoric,

"With practice" teased Selene as she ducked her head down to Kyra's
cum-soaked thighs and started lapping up her juicy goodness. Her arms up
under Kyra's knees lifting her legs into the air she moved down to her
presented sex.

As Selene moved down once again Kyra felt her arousal rise once again.

Easing herself down between Kyra's thighs Selene set to work.. With her
thin long tongue she gently lapped up all the remaining cream around the
engorged pussy, gently circling up and around to her clitoris as she
finished.

More prepared now Kyra steeled herself for what was to come, however no
amount of time would prepare her for what was t come.

Slowly Selene started to kiss around Kyra's snatch, gently teasing and
exciting her, before she slowly moved up to tease and nibble her clitoris,
sending pulses of pleasure through Kyra.

Abandoning the clitoris Selene moved onwards, easing apart her pussy lips
and delving forth with her tongue. The cold sensation sparking off tremors
in her body Kyra shuddered in pleasure as the Elf's tongue, slightly longer
than a humans delved deep into her snatch.

Easing apart the tight walls of the pussy Selene moved her tongue in a
rhythmic fashion just as she had been taught and practised for
years. Slowly she built up her lovers next orgasm, teasing her at first and
allowing the tension to build to almost bursting point before easing her
back and allowing the overall orgasm to reach towering heights. Her mind
lost in the rhythmic flow of Selene's tongue, Kyra was left totally on
instinct now, as she writhed and bucked the Elf's marvellous tongue.

After a good while working on the engorged cunt Selene finally decided to
let Kyra go. Moving her hands up her belly to worry her nipples and massage
her breasts she started to quickly dart her tongue around Kyra's pussy
exciting her greatly.

"Ahh... AHHH!!" cried Kyra sensing the end was near.

Teetering on the edge for several seconds Selene let the flood gates open
with a colossal crash.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" screamed Kyra, so loud and unintelligible
that she sounded like a wildebeest in heat.

Violently her orgasm crashed through her, pulsating waves of ecstasy
rocking her from side to side, making her arch her back and writhe in pure
pleasure.

And yet again Selene was there the whole time, egging her orgasm on again
and again to greater heights.

As Kyra descended from her dizzying high, Selene looked up into her face
and smiled, asking,

"So am I officially welcomed on board?"

Panting still, Kyra grinned widely and nodded lazily. She was so drained of
energy from their exertions that she fell down to her bed, exhausted.

Smiling in triumph Selene leaned down to lie behind her, pressing her warm
body into the Captains slipping her arms around her to draw her into a hug.

Content to just lay there in the close intimacy the pair slowly drifted
into a comfortable sleep.

Meanwhile Marion and Danielle had just received the supplies they had been
waiting for, and were stowing them away in the front storage bay, the ramp
still open to the traffic of the row.

For a while they had been idly talking about their supposed new passenger,
Marion, generally ignorant of alien species was taking advantage of
Danielle's greater experience.

"Ive only seen them a few times of course, there rare out on the rim,
generally prefer the higher populated and more `civilised' planets of the
core" said Danielle, making expressive finger gestures when she said
`civilised', continuing on she said,

"However I have heard a good few stories about them..."

"What kind of stories?" Asked Marion her curiosity aroused.

"Well from what ive heard there a very liberal race, and enjoy there
pleasures quite a lot."

Confused Marion interrupted, "Huh? What do you mean?"

"Well you see, in Sacea they enjoy each others companies quite a bit"
replied Danielle, winking slightly at the end.

"Huh?" asked Marion, still confused.

Starting to get annoyed Danielle's voice rose, "They spend a lot of their
time in each others company," stressing the last three words and winking
heavily,

"What do you mean?" Marion naively asked,

"Oh for heavens sake girl! They like having sex with each other!" shouted
Danielle, drawing the glances of a few passers by.

Blushing heavily Marion frowned and said in a whisper,

"But what's so unusual about that? I mean life out here's a lot different
than back on the farm why should they be different?"

Sighing Danielle turned to her to say, "For a chick with a dick you really
are quite naïve aren't you?"

Her face scarlet Marion whispered loudly,

"Will you keep your voice down, not everyone needs to know about that!"

Grinning widely Danielle sat back and let Marion be. It was true though,
back on Ultima prime Marion had gone to a medical clinic and had an
expensive op done where a penis was implanted onto her. As soon as she had
arrived back on ship she had immediately started testing her new `upgrade',
the testing had advanced when her older sister had discovered her furiously
masturbating on her bed and in impulse had joined her.

Blushing still Marion moved beside her friend and asked,

"Wait, how did you know about that anyway?"

After a couple of seconds Danielle turned back to whisper,

"Don't you know your sisters cabin is right next to mine? Cause I can
remember hearing some pretty interesting things" Grinning at the end,

Wide eyed, Marion turned away not to face her saying,

"I... uh... ive no idea what your talking about"

Grinning mischievously Danielle sensed her embarrassment and started to
tease her,

"Oh really, you mean that wasn't you?"

"Nope, must've been someone else" came the curt reply from the back of
Marion's head.

Grinning wider Danielle continued,

"So that wouldn't have been you then, two nights ago screaming to the
heavens, `Oh my GOD" oh you are so tight BIG SISTER!"

Blushing so much that her ears started to turn red, Marion desperately
tried to concentrate on packing away their supplies.

Knowing she was winning Danielle decided to move in for the kill,

"So then she was most certainly not talking to you when she screamed, SHIT
FRAK!, good god sis, FUCK ME WITH THAT HUGE... BIG... THROBBING... CO"

"Okay, Okay, Okay!" squealed Marion turning quickly around and interrupting
Danielle's crude quote.

Grinning in triumph, Danielle stalked up to the younger woman, eyeing her
closer,

"Its okay you know, there's nothing wrong with it"

"With what?" Marion tenderly whispered

Leaning in close to Marion's ear, Danielle whispered to her,

"Frakking... your sister..."

Wide eyed, Marion jumped as though she had been shouted at, laughing
Danielle moved back to work.

"Its perfectly natural you know, most people do it" Danielle explained,

Recovering Marion squinted at that statement, and said

"But we were always taught it was sinful," before adding the begging
question, "have you ever done... it?"

Turning to face her then Danielle smiled again saying,

"Of course, had my first time with my older sister"

Calming down now Marion accepted the admission and started to get back to
work, slightly more re-assured.

After several minutes however the conversation of their new passenger
started up again when Marion innocently asked,

"So what's the big deal that they have sex all the time, it's the same out
here aint it?"

Turning from her task Danielle sat herself on a large crate and looked down
on Marion before replying,

"Well its more than that for them you see, sex is integral to their
lifestyle"

Now back to her normal calm self, Marion asked,

"What? You mean like the Tilean's and Amelia?" referring to the ships
resident alien chef, and her very nympho personality.

Considering for a moment Danielle frowned and then answered,

"No, no for the Tilean's sex is a genetic imperative, you see the
environment is so hostile on their home world they evolved to have an
extremely high libido to keep the birth-rate up and species alive. But the
Saceans have been around for so long that all prejudices for sex have
disappeared."

"You see, they live a lot longer than us, many thousands of years if what
ive heard's true. Anyway in that time they mature and realise that sex is a
natural act and there's nothing wrong concerning it. In fact so casual do
they treat it it's common for them so associate sex with everything."

"What?" asked Marion, dumbstruck by this discovery,

"Oh don't start that again, you see for them sex isn't as morally wrong as
it is for us and so consequently there a lot more casual about it. They
have it as a sort of standard greeting slash daily activity."

"They have sex when they say hello?" asked Marion mouth agape,

"Actually they have sex to get to understand others better and as a
traditional end to most agreements, festivities, events and occasions."
Replied a crisp well educated voice at the bottom of the open ramp,

Jumping up Danielle and Marion saw the speaker, a tall woman with light
brown skin wearing drab and battered denim jeans and jacket along with a
musty old Baseball cap, who suddenly blushed at all the attention.

"Uhh not that anyone shouldn't know that of course, uhh so... uhh is there
passage available on this ship?" she asked trying not too meet there eyes.

Smirking at her discomfort Danielle hopped off her crate and moved down the
ramp to meet her,

"Well that depends on who you are, and where you want to go"

Looking up at Danielle, Ramani replied,

"Ahh yes, I'm Ramani, im the head pro... uhh I mean im a student... a
student at Mohandas Central University"

"Oh" stopping short, Danielle looked Ramani over with a haughty look,

"Oh your one of those posh artsy fartsy students aren't you?" before being
interrupted by Marion barging past,

"What my friend means to say is," with a scowl to Danielle, "What kind of
student are you and where would you like to go?"

"Oh well im a... Nursing student, and I don't really mind where we go, just
so long as its quite far, im doing one of those backpacking tours you
know."

Getting bored again Danielle interjected,

"Well that's fascinating and all but how exactly will you be paying your
way?"

Startled, Ramani realised she didn't actually have any money,

"Uhh well you see about that I don't actually have..."

"Rejected!" chirped Danielle as she turned away to go back into the ship,

"Wait! Please I need to get offworld soon" earnestly replied Ramani,
quickly trying to think of something to say,

"Wait maybe I can pay otherwise, I can work, im a Nurse I can earn my keep
on ship!"

That did stop Danielle in her tracks, on the way over the Captain had been
talking about how they did need a Physician on the ship in case they came
over any problems. She had intended to pick one up when they reached
Yamato, but if this one was willing to pay her way... Turning again she
asked,

"Lets see your qualifications"

Smiling Ramani asked,

"Sure, may I use your terminal?"

Once Danielle had nodded Ramani walked into the Astromo's front bay and
over to the left hand wall. Located near the front ramp was a console and
vid unit connected into the wall. Switching it on Ramani connected to the
vid network.

The vid-network was a unified computing system broadcasted throughout human
space to allow for communication and data retrieval from any nation. Aswell
as this there were several corporate channels, assorted financial accounts
aswell as a myriad other systems.

Logging into her personal account Ramani drew up her educational
references. Making sure she covered the panel, obscuring it from view from
Danielle and Marion she called up her degrees, and programmed the terminal
to show her Medical Science degree alone, so that it appeared she had only
passed one degree and showed no information concerning her teaching posts.

Standing aside she let Danielle view her file.

"There you see, Medicinal Science, 1st Class" beamed Ramani,

"Huh" muttered Danielle.

"So is it good enough?" asked Marion who, having looked Ramani up and down,
rather liked the idea of this hot nurse joining the crew.

"Hmm well I don't know, im pretty sure Kyra would want to look..."

"Oh Kyra wont mind, look she got a first class in her degree well be lucky
to have her" said Marion with a little bit too much enthusiasm.

Blushing Ramani asked,

"So am I accepted?"

Sighing Danielle looked around then back at the student,

"Very well, but Kyra will have to be told and if she says..."

"Oh she won't mind, c'mon Ramani I'll show you around" Marion quickly
interjected.

And with that Marion hooked her arm around Ramani's and led her off into
the ship.

Sighing again Danielle shook her head and turned back to the ramp, letting
Ramani and Marion scamper off for a tour of the ship whilst she stowed the
last of the cargo.

Smiling Marion led Ramani to the back of the bay and up the steel staircase
to the central corridor.

As the pair departed and Danielle got back to work none of them noticed a
Dark figure on the other side of the row. The dark figure was female, tall
and dressed in dark clothing and a black trench coat, her face masked, she
kept to the shadows. Staring intently she watched the front of the Astromo
and the figures working on board her.

Silently she pulled a small device from her coat pocket and inspected
it. Whatever she saw pleased her as she slowly returned the device to her
pocket.

`Good it has not been disturbed yet' she thought to herself.

The last month had been harrowing for the Dark Woman, having been sent
elsewhere to draw attention away from the crate she had feared that in her
absence something might have happened to it.

But no, it was secure and the crew and ship had been good enough to avoid
the attention of the Guild.

`Soon' she thought, `Soon they will arrive at Yamato and we can reclaim it'

Though no-one could see her face, or even her hidden in the shadows as she
was, the Dark woman smiled as she continued to watch the unknowing crew.

Meanwhile, unknowing of the Dark Woman and her plans for their cargo,
Marion led the tour throughout the ship.

Marion had walked Ramani through various portions of the ship, describing
in detail where everything was, what purpose's things had and answering any
questions she asked. Stopping briefly to let Ramani drop her bag and kit in
a free cabin in the living corridor, Marion led her to various parts,
showing her the canteen, bridge, engineering deck and the shut off
medi-bay.

Though when Kyra and the others had purchased the Astromo they had made
sure to fully stock it with medicines and any equipment required by a
doctor, none of them were medically qualified and so had cordoned off the
area till they could hire one.

After a quick check around, unpacking pieces of equipment, opening several
crates and pallets of medicines Ramani announced that it would
do. Personally she knew it was an aged and ill kept rat hole, however it
did seem to have all the necessary stuff.

After her inspection they carried on the tour of the ship.

The Astromo was an old Rhineland Corp. Mining Freighter that used to ferry
loads of heavy ore from the Bavarian Moons in the Dresden Sector, one of
the other human nations to the Galactic North of the core systems, Ultima
and Aikido. Remarkably durable and legendarily dependable, the class of
ship saw widespread use by many of the old corporations, and later with
smugglers and freelance merchants.

The Astromo's class of freighter was built mainly for efficiency; however
the designer did add a certain style to it. 78 metres long, 30 wide and 20
high, it had a tapered prow in which was seated the bridge, a solid and
battered cylindrical centre section which housed the accommodation decks,
canteen, medi-bay, numerous abandoned ore processing rooms and an
engineering section towards the aft. The rear of the ship sloped quickly
upwards so that it looked like a rising whales tail and that was fitted
with the ships outer system engines. The centre section were fitted with
two bulky `wings' which housed both the inter system engines, fuel and
extra stores, the wings expanded the width in the centre by another 20
metres on both sides. The ship had two large storage bays, front and rear,
the front stretching back only 10 metres or so and was generally used to
store small goods and supplies. The rear bay, stuck under the rising tail,
was however much large at 25 metres deep and used to house the ore these
freighters generally carried.

The Astromo herself did not carry any ore and so the rear bay housed the
mule.  The mule was an old surface skimmer, the kind used to transport
materials within a planets atmosphere from point A to point B, it was
essentially a long metal rod, with a cockpit and raised prow and two engine
pods attached to the rear. It had several sized grappling claws attached to
its underbelly so it could transport varying sizes of cargo. Currently
sitting on its own alongside the mule was the large crate the crew of the
Astromo were transporting to Yamato. Aside from being clamped down to
secure it, it had been left alone since take-off from Ultima Prime.

And it was here that an hour since they started Marion ended the tour of
her ship and home.

"And here we have the deluxe and fully furnished rear storage bay"
explained Marion as she walked down the steel grill stairs into the
cavernous, rusting and drab storage bay.

"Wow, its so big!" exclaimed Ramani, following Marion. She had greatly
enjoyed the tour with the energetic young woman. Despite the fact that the
renovated ore hauler was older than she was, quite ugly, decrepit and
seemingly falling to pieces she loved it. For so long she had been cooped
up in the image conscious upper class, she had always been subjected to the
best of everything, and everything from ships, to houses to lifestyles had
all been horrendously expensive sleek and ultra modern. The Astromo however
was the very example of the lower classes, rugged and durable every single
bolt and screw serving a practical use. Even the ship itself had a certain
beauty about it. At first sight Ramani had recognised that with its sloping
front prow, side wing and arching rear tail it did look remarkably like a
species of flat fish found on several of the oceans of the Ultima planets.

"Yup, but the mule takes up some space" explained Marion as she walked
about the rear bay.

Slowly Ramani walked around the bay, staring at its vastness. Looking down
she saw the huddled form of the mule, landed side on right next to the rear
hatch. The only other thing in the bay was a crate, secured next to the
mule, it was wooden, about a metre high and wide and 2 long. It was sealed
with an old latch and key lock, rusting by the look of it.

Curious, Ramani walked over to the crate and asked,

"Marion, what's this?"

Turning around Marion walked over to her before answering,

"It's our cargo, we picked it up on Ultima Central before coming here, and
we are heading for Yamato to drop it off."

"Hmmm, but what is it?" asked Ramani, her curiosity piqued.

"Uhh well I don't actually know, Sonia and the Captain just dropped it
here" replied Marion,

Eyebrows raised, Ramani turned on Marion surprised,

"You've taken it on board and you don't now what it is?, it could be
anything, drugs, cred's, human parts anything"

Shocked, Marion realised she hadn't actually thought about it
before. Walking up to it she examined it, before reasoning and saying,

"Nah, Cap'n would never allow stuff like that on board, too dangerous"

Ramani sighed, but decided to let it go, perhaps hey didn't actually know
what it was. Then again perhaps they did and they were actually smugglers!
Oh wouldn't that be fun! Grinning Ramani turned and decided to change the
subject,

"So what are the crew like?"

Glad there was a question she could answer Marion beamed and said,

"Ah well you see there's six of us, Me, The Captain Kyra, Sonia, my sister
Michelle, Danielle -- you already met her -- Amelia the ships chef, ooh
she's a Tilean, and Selene who's another passenger we just got on board,
she's a Sacean."

"The Captain's okay, it was she and Sonia and Michelle that were in the
Ultima navy you see, they all decided to get together and get a freelance
merchant ship, and they did. I tagged along because my sis invited me and I
really didn't want to stay on Ohio One all my life. Also there's Amelia and
Danielle, they were hired on Ultima Prime, Amelia's a great cook and
Danielle is apparently the best engineer this side of the cluster!"

Smiling, Ramani believed that she would enjoy this, from the way Marion
described it with so much enthusiasm gave her the impression that it was a
good crew that had much fun together.

In fact standing back admiring the form of the young girl before her,
Ramani was very sure they had good fun together. Marion was thin with
breasts smaller than her own but still quite big. She had a gorgeous face
and was positively cute. Circling around behind her Ramani started to
imagine what she looked like under her clothes.

Suddenly Marion turned round to ask a question and Ramani had to quickly
wipe her grin off her face.

"So you're a student, huh?"

A little startled Ramani replied quickly,

"Yes, yes I am, I've studied for four years at the Central Mohandas
University, and am to head next to the Royal Medicinal College on
Cambridge."

"Wow, so what's it like then? being a student I mean. You must get to see a
whole load of cool stuff"

Beaming Ramani replied,

"Oh yes, lots of interesting things, surgeries, medicinal practices and
that's not even including the operational practices of general hospitals!"

Disappointed Marion said,

"Oh really, well that sounds fun..."

Catching on to the fact that the normal goings on of nursing life weren't
exactly terrifyingly interesting, Ramani decided to up the anti,

"Oh well we do other things, cool things. Like for instance there's this
experimental projects class everyone takes, in it you learn all about the
cool new state of the art practices being implemented or researched across
the colonies!"

"Oh well that does sound fascinating," Marion replied, voice dripping with
sarcasm,

Smiling Ramani ignored her and carried on,

"Well it is, we learn stuff like how on New Tokyo there working on minute
nano-bots that you inject into a persons body and give them a sort of
advanced healing power, the test subjects had proved that they can
immediately regenerate dead cells at an alarming rate, fast enough to heal
cuts and lacerations instantly. In a longer time they can even regenerate
lost limbs!"

Eyes wide Marion was shocked by this news,

"Really? Your kidding!"

With a smug grin on her face, confident she had grasped her new friends
attention, Ramani continued,

"Yes, also at Cambridge Royal Medicinal they are working on a piece of
alien technology from the alien race known as the Cadarn's. Word is that
the device if used on humans can boost the dormant parts of a human's
brain, the parts that have historically been connected to latent psychic
powers."

Stunned almost into silence, Marion gasped,

"Readers? Your kidding!"

Grinning Ramani shook her head and replied,

"Nope, and not just telepathy, the rumors are that every individual has a
certain power that they excel in, fields like telepathy, telekinesis,
aswell as others."

Dumbstruck by this new information Marion leaned back on the crate,
astonished.

Believing she had this red neck Ohio hick girl fully stunned Ramani moved
on to another interesting topic, this in another field though.

"And two years ago we looked into a new form of implantation surgery
doctors were looking into on Ultima."

Looking up, Marion realized she might know where this was going, but
decided to clarify, and asked with an innocent face,

"What do you mean?"

Greatly pleased that she was being seen as a person of great knowledge
Ramani continued to explain,

"Well you see those doctors had been doing a lot of researching into the
Human genome and genetic make-up. They found that long ago when all humans
lived on Great Terra the human race was very different to that it was
now. They believe that during the great journey or just before it humanity
as we know it was altered in some way, to become the people we are today."

Confused Marion interrupted,

"But what's that got to do with surgery?"

Grinning Ramani explained,

"Ah well you see it's a long story of mutation and the forced introduction
and rapid reformatting of the human genome."

Annoyed now Marion interrupted again,

"So make it a short story"

Disgruntled that she had to shorten her story, Ramani thought for a second,
then started again,

"Okay basically, very basically, they theorized that in a former time
humanity contained an extra appendage, a fleshy injector that some woman
used to impregnate others, this injector as it has been called also
provided a great stimulation to a woman's... uhh nether regions" Ramani
said, skipping quickly past the sex part,

"Anyway, this `injector' was shaped much like what a dildo looks like in
this day and age, and those scientists apparently have figured out a way to
create one in a lab and surgically implant it onto a willing subject."

Finally realizing that she knew entirely what Ramani was describing, and
that she herself had paid for the process to be done, Marion burst into
laughter.

Misunderstanding her friends meaning, Ramani scowled and scolded Marion,

"It's not a laughing matter! It's very serious! In fact recently word has
come that on Ultima Prime they have succeeded and are actively advertising
it for commercial opportunities!"

Marion startled to laugh even harder, however after a couple of minutes of
Ramani's firm scowling she eased up and started to dry her eyes, still
giggling. Once she had finished she stepped up and moved to her friend.

"You know I have actually heard of that one."

Surprised Ramani asked,

"You have? really? What have you heard?"

Smiling Marion said coyly,

"Well I know someone who had it done"

"You do? Well tell me, how was it? What does it look like? Does it work?"

Giggling slightly Marion replied,

"Oh its very good, quite large, like a normal dildo but all squishy and it
when they orgasm it spurts out their cum all over the place. And trust me
it works very well" adding a knowing wink at the end of her statement.

Blushing slightly as she realized Marion's not so subtle hinting Ramani
carried on regardless.

"Oh my god, I've never met anyone who had seen one, who is it that you know
has had it done? Are they near? Can I see them?"

Smiling Marion cryptically replied,

"Oh yes, their very close, on this ship even"

Astonished, Ramani practically begging asked,

"Dear lord, where? where is she? Is she one of the crew?"

Laughing aloud Marion decided to let her in finally,

"Yes `she's' one of the crew, in fact she's standing right in front of you"

Blinking eyes wide, Ramani looked past Marion until she arrived at the
obvious conclusion,

"You? You... uhh... had the surgery done?" Ramani inquisitively asked,

Beaming herself now Marion replied, making her most cute and innocent
looking face, whilst at the same time replying in a corny accent from the
old style vid feeds,

"Why yes ma'm I most certainly did, and if I may say so its mighty fine
indeed"

Still stunned Ramani could do nothing but stutter,

"But... but... how?"

Bemused Marion answered,

"I thought a fine medicinally trained doctor such as you would know how"

Ramani was starting to get very distressed. Here was this unbelievably cute
and sexy girl who she had already fantasized about before she hade even
heard that she had in fact had a large cock implanted onto her and who had
confessed to using it and `greatly enjoying it' she was extremely hot and
bothered to say the least.

Marion on the other hand was greatly enjoying herself. Having successfully
teased the attractive foreign student she was now in the process of
admiring her. In her minds eye she removed the baseball cap, the drab
jacket and realized she was incredibly beautiful. Her large breasts, curvy
figure and beautiful face were all combining to seriously turn her on. Of
course she had figured all this out when she had first seen her, it was
partly because of that why she had been so eager for her to be allowed to
join the crew.

Whilst she had led her on the tour and shown her throughout the ship she
had steadily gotten hotter and hotter, remarkably it was little things like
Ramani bending over a med cabinet, the way her hips shook as she walked and
the slight jiggle of her breasts when she turned. At the time all that had
filled her mind had been to get back to her sisters room, shake her awake
and then fuck her brains out. However the more time she spent with the
woman from Mohandas she realized that somehow she had to find a way into
her pants.

Reddening slightly at the thought she decided to tease the student some
more, to see how far she would go.

Walking slowly over to her she asked,

"So a wild, fun loving student like you must be pretty used to things like
that anyway?"

Startled from her mental undressing of Marion, Ramani stuttered a response,

"Uhh yes of course, very wild life we have"

Grinning Marion continued,

"I mean sure a fleshy dildo is something cool, but a wild free loving girl
like you must have done some pretty radical stuff, no?"

"Uh, well..."

"Surely you have haven't you?, I mean its common knowledge that all
students, especially nurses are party hard nymphomaniacs."

Blushing red Ramani was so turned on she could hardly reply her pussy was
soaking her crotch so much she feared Marion could see a damp patch,
casting her eyes down in shame she desperately tried to think of anything
that would stop her arousal.

Unfortunately for her, Marion stopped right in front of her, her teasing
having turned her on immensely also and ending in the result that Marion
had quite a large hard-on, one that was tent poling in her trousers as she
stood their right in front of the new doctor.

Wide eyed Ramani gasped at the sight, slowly she dragged her eyes off the
incredible bulge and looked up to Marion's face.

Standing there Ramani looked into Marion's eyes, slowly they moved closer,
Ramani's hands slid up Marion's legs to her butt, their bodies moving so
close that they touched, their lips gently brushing against each others as
Marion moved her hands up to hold onto the back of Ramani's head.

`Oh my god! I can't believe im doing this!' Screamed a voice in Ramani's
head

Slowly they kissed, tongues darting out and into the opposites mouth,
entwining with her tongue, exploring their new found partner. For several
minutes they just stood there, in the port docking bay, hands roving about
exploring the unfamiliar shapes and curves, totally immersed in their own
little world. Eventually Marion's hands found her lovers waist, slipping
round and under t-shirt to feel her bare back.

Gently Marion broke contact with Ramani, teasingly kissing her neck as her
hands moved upwards to cup Ramani's generous breasts. Cupping the flesh
orbs under the shirt Marion smiled and withdrew. With a knowing look to
Ramani she started to pull off her tattered denim jacket, dropping it to
the floor, which was soon followed by her T-shirt. Suddenly Ramani was
standing their with only her bra on top to hold her luscious breasts at
bay.

Grinning at her new find Marion gently caressed the two mounds in front of
her, carefully teasing down the right cup so that Ramani's large and erect
nipple poked out. Moving down she started to kiss and suckle the nipple.

Sighing in pleasure Ramani arched her neck, her hands cupping the back of
Marion's head and pressing her more against her bosom. Slowly she started
to lean back against the crate they were standing next to, letting Marion
press her back and suckle her nipples like a new born.

By now Marion had extracted the left nipple, so that Ramani's bra was
pushed under her large breasts, propping them up for Marion's expectant
mouth. Suckling now on the left nipple, she moved her right hand up to
squeeze and tease the other nipple, eliciting a gasp from her lover.

Even more aroused now Marion decided to proceed to the next level. Slowly
pushing back Ramani she made for her to lie back on it. After a second of
indecision Ramani arched her back willingly and hopped onto the crate to
lean back. Lying horizontally on the crate now, Marion standing between her
legs she smiled at her new lover and said,

"Care for a ride?"

Grinning from ear to ear Marion did not even waste a second and hopped up
onto the crate. On hands and knees she towered over Ramani, slowly creeping
up and lowering herself to the glistening wet nipples that waited for
her. After several seconds more of suckling and teasing she moved higher up
to share another kiss with the Mohandas Doctor.

Pulling back from the snog, Marion slowly started to unzip her work jacket,
her eyes never leaving Ramani's. Teasingly she stripped right down to her
waist, finally discarding her own bra off the side of the crate. While her
own breasts were smaller than Ramani's large mounds they were still
reassuringly large enough to grab and had a sexy bounce to them when she
walked. Still looking down on her new lovers huge breasts Marion could feel
her arousal rising. The fact she was now topless and wearing only a pair of
drab old work trousers in a cold storage bay made her hotter still.

"Now your turn" Marion said as she grinned at Ramani, who's eyes had since
moved to her jiggling breasts.

Smiling Marion leaned down and tugged the connection strip on the back of
Ramani's bra, easing it off to let her bouncy breasts jiggle their way
free. However she did not end there moving her way down to Ramani's
waist. Gently she undid her belt and slowly unzipped her battered
jeans. Ramani quickly kicked off her shoes as her younger lover tugged down
her trousers, leaving her in only a small black thong.

Hot despite the cold of the bay Ramani was beside herself. Here was someone
she had not even known as hour ago, and here she was on her back about to
be fucked senseless by a complete stranger, she was such a slut!. Grinning
wide she giggled slightly as Marion's cold fingers tucked themselves under
her thong and pulled down, revealing her large dripping snatch.

After taking a quick sniff of the scented underwear Marion cast them aside
and moved down to the real trophy. Under the thick bushy mound of black
pubic hair lay Ramani's throbbing pussy. As she neared it Marion could
smell the strong smell of the sex, and even see the glistening girl juice
already start to flow from the snatch.

Up above Ramani looked down at the younger girl, seeing Marion totally
enthralled by her pussy and moving closer made her even more
aroused. Biting her lip she fought down her arousal, she had to maintain
herself, showcasing herself like this wasn't right, it wasn't proper, but
damn did it feel good. Just then Marion reached forward and slowly pushed
her right hand down to stroke the thick bush. Ramani almost came there and
then, the tension was so great. Slowing her breathing she forced herself to
calm down.

Feeling no resistance Marion delved deeper, sliding her fingers up and down
Ramani's wet slit.

"Oooooohhh!" squealed Ramani at the sensation, not quite succeeding in
suppressing it.

Marion smiled as she realized she was getting somewhere and without further
ado, plunged three fingers deep into her lovers dripping snatch.

"Oh dear God!" gasped Ramani in surprise as Marion's fingers entered.

Grinning mischievously Marion started to rhythmically plunge her fingers in
and out, sliding up the walls of her pussy, teasing her clitoris and
steadily increasing her pace. Ramani's pussy was surprisingly tight, if
Marion had been told that Ramani was a virgin at that moment she wouldn't
have been that surprised.

"Oh, Ohhh, ohhhhhh!" said Ramani as she squirmed on top of the crate, a
tingling sensation spreading throughout her entire body.

Now Marion increased her pace so much that she was now pounding her fingers
into Ramani, edging more and more until soon her entire hand was buried
into the snatch, right up to her wrist.

"OH GOD, OH YES! OH FRAK! FRAKKING HELL!" squealed Ramani, now feeling the
rising orgasm from within her. Totally lost to the passion, she started to
buck her hips up into the air in rhythm with Marion's fingering.

Sensing her lover was close, Marion edged her other hand up Ramani's light
brown chest to squeeze her breasts.

"OH SHIT!, OH GAAAWWWWWDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screamed Ramani
aloud, all prohibitions gone, nerves sparking with orgasmic glee, body
writhing as if in a fit as she was wracked with her powerful orgasm. And
there all the way Marion continued her fisting, until she eased down,
panting from exhaustion.

As she settled Marion thrust one more time then withdrew her fist with
sucking sound. Bringing her cum soaked hand up before her face she started
to lick the heavenly juices all away.

As Ramani finally gained her breath again she sat up and kissed Marion
hungrily, licking her face and the sides of her mouth for any remaining cum
leftover. Once they were cleaned up Ramani jumped up off the crate and
pushed down Marion onto her back so quickly she squealed in surprise.

Then kneeling upright she towered over her younger lover, as Marion looked
up she could see a predatory hunger in Ramani's eyes and knew she was going
to enjoy herself. Steadily Ramani lowered herself to Marion's beaten
trousers. In her mind all doubt was gone, the spoilt rich brat had
disappeared and was replaced with a hunger, a keening that wanted only one
thing. And with that thought in mind she grabbed hold of Marion trousers,
and in one full sweep pulled them off, panties and all. And instantly
presented Ramani with a fully erect 9 inch cock, springing up free from her
trousers and promptly slapping her in the face. It was so sudden that
Ramani jerked backwards wide eyed, soliciting a giggle from Marion who was
watching it all intently.

Gathering herself again, Ramani gave a very predatory smile and firmly
grasped the cock with her right hand. Placing her left hand on Marion's
thigh for support she leaned in and started to lick up and down the
engorged shaft of Marion's member.

Easing herself down so that her large jiggling breasts squished against
Marion's legs she pressed Marion's cock against her forehead and started to
suck on her balls. Opening her mouth wide she slurped one into her mouth
sucking and licking for awhile before letting go and starting on the other
one,

"Holy SHIT!" yelled Marion, taken completely by surprise,

Wide eyed, firmly grasping handfuls of Ramani's long hair she started to
squirm under the doctors special attention. `Good God!' she thought to
herself as Ramani started to furiously suck and nibble the tip of her
penis, `No Frakking way she's a virgin!'

Not even slowing down Ramani started to suck on more and more of the
enormous cock. Pretty soon she was deep throating the penis whilst
simultaneously fisting away on every back stroke with every bit of
experience of a qualified prostitute.

Under this rigorous oral assault Marion could not hold out for long,
especially with how horny she had been when fisting off Ramani. Within
seconds she was arching her back, hands clasped onto the back of Ramani's
head, forcing her to deep throat more as she screamed aloud,

"Im Cumming Oh FRAK IM CUMMING!!!!!"

And with that she came into Ramani's mouth, her seed bursting out in force
so much it was a wonder Ramani didn't choke. However she didn't and she
stayed with her mouth firmly clasped over Marion's cock as she squirmed and
writhed and bucked as her earth shattering orgasm rocketed through
her. Even when she had finally collapsed exhausted onto her back Ramani
still did not let go, sucking and slurping every last drop.

As the spurts finally ended Ramani reared up gasping for breadth, seemingly
coming right out of a trance.

What the hell had she just done? She had never, never in her wildest dreams
ever imagined feeling or doing anything like that. It wasn't just the blow
job, though of course that was an occasional fantasy of hers, it was the
predatory instinct that had come over her that had shocked and awed her
so. It was like for that short time she had only existed to suck, frak and
screw her brains out, all things else weren't even secondary, they were
just nothing at all. And what was more shocking was that she loved it.

Whilst Ramani was trying to get her breath back, Marion was still
recovering. Sighing long and deep, resonantly with great contentment,
Marion still basked in the ebbing flows of her orgasm. `Damn!' that had
been the best blow job of her life! True she had only had the dick for
little more than a month, however she had put it through plenty use,
fucking many of the crew on countless occasions and spending not a single
night in bed alone. In fact since she had moved in she had practically
lived in the same bed as her sister, the two of them spending every second
not at work or asleep screwing each others brains out, but she had never,
never had such a furious and explosive blow job than she had just received
from Ramani.

Struggling she slowly raised herself up by her elbows to look at her lover.

There sitting with her legs hanging off the side of the crate, still
panting from her exhaustions was Ramani. Looking at her now, panting
heavily, her large fleshy mounds hanging low, her nice round ass squished
against the hard wood of the crate, the drops of cum still dripping from
her mouth, Damn this girl was beautiful.

Smiling, Marion reached over and patted Ramani on the shoulder, who in turn
looked over at her. Returning her smile, Ramani proceeding to turn around
completely and shuffle over towards Marion. Marion leaned back on the crate
and spread her legs wide in preparation as her partner crawled over her and
then positioned herself above the young girls already stiffening
cock. Gently, slowly she eased herself onto it, guiding the throbbing head
of the cock into her dripping snatch. Ramani gasped quickly as the
connection was made, the well lubricated cock and pussy sliding together
well as she eased herself onto the engorged member.

As Ramani moved into position, Marion squealed as the tight pussy walls,
squeezed and took hold of her cock., `she's so tight! I'm looking forward
to this leg of the journey!' thought Marion as Ramani, now panting again,
started to slide up and down on the shaft.

As Ramani eased into a rhythm, bobbing up and down on Marion, her arms
outstretched on her thighs for balance she could feel her pussy walls
expand to fit the giant cock. As she felt Marion's hands reaching behind
her to squeeze her ass cheeks together she cried out,

"Oh God your so big!"

Grinning mischievously at the compliment Marion taunted,

"Oh yes I am, and you love it don't you slut!"

Reddening from embarrassment Ramani couldn't reply, she was so ashamed and
so turned on at the same time that she was rocketing fast towards her next
orgasm and couldn't reply.

Still turned on Marion began to pump harder, adding,

"Come on say it bitch, you're a Frakking slut and you love it!"

Her face burning scarlet, her nerve endings frying with ecstasy, Ramani
muttered, her breath leaving her,

"Im a slut"

Grinning even more, Marion increased her pace, her own pulse quickening as
she felt herself on the edge of another orgasm screaming,

"You're a what?, BITCH!"

The renewed dirty talk making her head spin, Ramani started to cry out,

"Im a slut, im a slut!, I AM A SLUT!!!!!!"

As suddenly with the sinful admission out of the bag, Marion made one final
thrust and, screwing her eyes shut, creamed her second giant load deep into
Ramani's pussy, almost at the same time as Ramani herself came heavily, the
combined juices of the two squirting every which way, splattering their
thighs and dripping down their legs onto the crate.

"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!" came the combined scream as the two
girls peaked Nirvana and then slowly, deliciously fluttered down, writhing,
humping and shaking in ecstasy.

Completely worn out the two of them settled there, Ramani resting on top of
Marion, her breasts squishing into her lovers, Marion's limp cock still
half in Ramani's soaking wet, red rubbed pussy.

Neither new how long they lied there, gently cuddling, kissing and hugging
each other. Occasionally in the following hours they repeated the process
screwing and fucking, sucking and licking, kissing and creaming each other
senseless atop that crate.

And so it was that hours later, completely shattered by their extensive sex
acts that the two lay on their backs, butt naked, on top of the crate,
hands interlinked behind their heads staring at the ceiling, giggling and
chatting like two stoners coming down from a high.

They were interrupted however as the ship started to shudder slightly, and
a general feeling of weightlessness started to ease in before fading away
again.

"Wo, what was that?" asked Ramani startled,

Sighing Marion replied,

"Don't worry, that was the Astromo just igniting her engines and
approaching an orbit climb, we've taken off and on our way."

"Huh" Ramani stated easing her back down onto the crate again,

It was at this moment that a thought suddenly occurred to Ramani,

"Marion, what is actually in this crate?"

Giggling Marion replied,

"C'mon girl, I told you I don't know"

Smiling, Ramani turned to her lover,

"But aren't you even interested?"

"Well sure, but Cap'n said not to look in the crate" came the reply,

"But aren't you the least bit curious?" Ramani asked as she disconnected
herself form the younger girl and hopped off the crate, breasts jiggling
free.

Marion smiling at the sight answered,

"Not really, I find other things to be interested in"

Ramani smiled at the hint but started to look over the crate as she slipped
on her clothes. Pretty soon she had circled the entire thing. Apart from
the dents and stains that they had caused the crate in the preceding hours
there was very little about it. On one side was some black print stamped on
it, which only read "STRAIGHT POST TO YAMATO" and the old rusty lock and
hinges. The curiosity getting the better of her Ramani started to fiddle
with the lock, at first she tried to subtly pick it, but lacking any skill
in that area she got frustrated and started to smash. Her frustration
elicited a giggle from her new lover.

Standing up to face Marion, Ramani promptly stated,

"If you think you can do any better, then be my guest" stepping back from
the lock.

Sighing Marion admitted defeat and also hopped off the crate, breasts
jiggling slightly and limp dick slapping the side of her thighs
slightly. Ignoring the slight pulse of pleasure this gave her, Marion
walked over to her worksuit and started to pull it on. Once she too was
dressed she walked over to her lover, extracting a small pin from a
pocket. Moving back to the lock she looked it over for a second and
immediately bent the pin to satisfaction and slid it into the lock, where
she proceeded to waggle it and shake it slightly. Seeing Ramani's confused
look she explained,

"Back on the farm on Ohio my younger sisters hid the keys to the old barn
to annoy my parents, to annoy them back I learned how to pick it."

Nodding in understanding Ramani continued to watch as Marion revealed why
it came so naturally to her,

"You see in a way it's a lot like masturbation," grinning to herself as
Ramani reddened in embarrassment, "its true, you see, a slight twist her, a
little pressure there, gently ease yourself around and..." biting her lip
until she heard a resounding click of success, "and there you have it, the
mother load," whilst she turned back triumphant to Ramani,

Sighing Ramani muttered,

"Oh you're so crude..." as she stepped up to the newly unlocked crate.

Easing out the rusting lock they slid back the connecting bolt and together
pushed up and over their heads, pushing the lid of the crate up and back so
that it slid off and clattered to the ground.

Stepping up they looked inside, peering in Marion gasped and stepped back
suddenly, gasping in surprise.

Marion, curiosity overriding her surprise eased forward to see the contents
of the box, whispering slowly,

"Mother of God..."

******

As the Astromo eased herself into an escape climb out of Soshi's planetary
gravity the other members of the crew carried on regardless of the young
lovers discovery. Sonya, Michelle and Danielle guided the ship out of orbit
according to their schedule. Kyra and Selene snuggled a little closer
together and Amelia, alone in the canteen started to get the crew's dinner
together.

In fact the only other person who was alarmed at that moment was the dark
clad woman skulking in the alley way across from the Pilgrim's Row. Hearing
the slight beeping she ripped out the blocky device from her coat pocket to
see the red bulb flashing on the top side. Silently she cursed,

"Oh frak..."