Date: Sat, 5 Mar 2011 23:08:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Cindy Manning <cattingcindy@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Life as a Space Girl Part 3

Authors notes: So we have finally made it to the point where our spunky
protagonist and her sexy alien lover prepare to head out into space.  All
the previous warnings still apply; this story contains ample lesbian sex
(incestuous and otherwise), alien sex, sex with toys and possible sex with
machines.  There is still a lot of urination involved in addition to
fighting and wrestling as well as a society where sexual relationships
between children and adults is considered acceptable.  Any of these things
are pretty much guaranteed to offend someone, so if they offend you please
read no further.  Cindy (cattingcindy@yahoo.com)

Part 1: Everything gets real eventually.

	I was rousted from my bed, and from the delicious feeling of
Forti's ass against my stomach, by a vicious alarm.  Today we had to leave
for Peter-Port to officially register me with the Space Guild; by having a
current member nominate me I got to skip some of the preliminaries and,
while either of my moms or Fortlyssa was qualified in that respect,
everyone wanted to go.  Nadyne and Wendy were both prone to weeping at the
thought of their baby leaving our homeworld and heading into space and I'll
be honest; I was kind of scared too but I was also really excited.  Most
people going into space spend a long time working very menial jobs but I
was going to start as an engineer's apprentice.

We also had business in Castro Valley so we would be taking a mixed train
north to there and then a faster overnight train to Peter-Port.  My reason
for getting up at this unholy hour was to go rent the truck that we would
use to haul four pallets of strong ale to the rail yard.

	I know, on many of the more populated worlds people are reading
this and going "Trains?  What the hell kind of backwater does our plucky
heroine live on?"  Here's why things are this way; aircraft of any sort
require some kind a portable fuel and we, like many of the less populated
worlds, just don't have those resources.  What we do have are the turn-key
fusion plants that you find on smaller worlds and that means we have
electricity.  Electric trains are much easier to manage than electric
aircraft.

	I took the tram to the rental agency and, after signing more
screens than I though existed I was humming back toward home driving a
small truck with a standard cargo pod on the back.  We were fortunate that
there was a cargo unit that needed to head back up the line so we would not
have to pay the return fee.  When I arrived back home and backed the truck
up the loading area my moms and Forti were already there with the loader.
Four pallets occupied almost the entire pod and I had the fun task of
getting it all secured while being groped by an alien.  Forti and my moms
were dressed in their coveralls while I was only wearing work boots and
gloves since it was a very warm day.  I guess there's no accounting for
what people consider sexy.

	I went in and got dressed, keenly aware that my coveralls were
quite drab compared to those worn by the others.  Grabbing my bag we
crowded into the cab and drove to the rail yard, our cargo pod was loaded
on the train and the truck was dropped off.  We found our seats and settled
in for the half-day trip to Castro Valley; mixed trains don't go very fast.
There were only a few other people in our car, which was the only passenger
car: two mothers and baby, two girls who looked a bit younger than I, and
two males.  The girls could not stop staring at the males, but I (being a
cool, soon-to-be spacer girl) restrained myself.  Wendy knew them and
stopped to greet them, they had been doing some work at our power plant and
Wendy had delivered beer to the employee pub.  They kept to themselves
aware, I was sure, that they were true outsiders.  The women gathered
around us, or more correctly the sexy alien.  Not a lot of people travel
from Labrys, we are at the end of the rail line, so we talked about where
we were going.

	Our journey had two purposes, to get our beer to Castro Valley and
to get me registered.  The girls and the two moms were very impressed that
I was going to be a spacer and began peppering me with questions about that
life, none of which I could answer.

	"Are there lots of aliens?" asked Denry.  She was a pretty brunette
who was nursing her baby as we talked.

	"There are 16 sentient races in Known Space that can tolerate each
other's atmospheres if you include humans.  There are two more that really
never leave their home planets since they can't breathe the other's air,
you see a few of them in environment suits but most trade with them is done
on their orbiting stations.  Twelve of those races are bipedal look pretty
much like mammals, the other four are more reptilian and I at least do not
find them sexually attractive, unlike you cute humans."  Forti had her hand
in my coveralls rubbing my nipples as she talked.  Her coveralls were
unzipped down to her belly so that everyone could see her colorful tits.
"Spacers tend to be pretty adventuresome where sex is concerned because
with some races it can really be hard to tell what gender someone is, let
alone know if you would survive sex with them."

	Little Iris seemed to be full as Forti finished answering.  Wendy
offered to walk with the baby up and down the aisle trying to get her to
burp while Jina (one of the younger girls) and I helped to finish off
Denry's milk; there are few things sexier than a woman with swollen
milk-filled tits.  Wendy was successful in her task, perhaps too successful
as she wound up with milk burped out on her back.  All us non-spacers were
impressed that the mess just wiped off her coveralls with no stain and no
stink.

	Vero (the other young girl) had gotten up to walk around a little
and came back in a hurry with that excited look young people get when they
have something they think is important to say.  "Guess what?"  No one
really answered so she kept going.  "Those two males, they're fucking in
their seats!"

	Forti stood up and looked forward.  "Actually dear I think they are
just sucking each other's cocks.  I've seen it with males of my species as
well."  Denry and Jina both seemed disturbed by this and I wasn't
surprised.  In school we learn about human history and genders but males
are rarely shown in a positive light so the idea of two males fucking was a
little more than they could handle.

	"I'm not surprised," Wendy added, still rocking little Iris.  "Just
as Labrys was settled lesbians from Old Earth and is a city of all females
Castro Valley was settled by gay men and is an all male city.  The two
cities have many agreements regarding things like commodities, electric
power, resources and even babies and adoptions.  For instance if one or
both of Charlotte's twins was to be a male he would be adopted by a couple
in Castro Valley and if a couple there is going to have a girl the baby
will come to Labrys when she is born.  Our bioengineers help the men there
to conceive children; the big difference there is that they use an
artificial womb.  Very rarely a woman will volunteer to carry the boy, but
it does happen especially if she like doing pregnancy scenes."

	As we rolled through the dense evergreen forest, in and out of
rain, I could see Fortlyssa looking out the window wistfully and I knew
that this reminded her of her home.  I got in her lap facing her, my
forehead touching hers, our coveralls open so that our nipples touched.

	"Some day Samantha I want to take you to my homeworld.  I miss the
forests and the fog and the rain, I miss running naked through the forest
like I did when I was a child.  This part of your world reminds me of
that."  I could see that there were tears in her green eyes and it drove
home to me how lonely a spacer's life could be.  We held each other, both
crying.  Nadyne and Wendy left us alone, knowing all too well what Forti
was feeling.

	"You know there are some outlying communities here in the forests.
We could visit one some day and we could both run naked."

	"I would like that Sammi, though I doubt you could keep up with
me."  I was sure she was right; those long legs could cover a lot of
ground.

	The forest began to thin and the train slowed, pulling into the
station on the edge of Castro Valley.  Much like Labrys, Castro Valley has
an outer ring inside of which no member of the other gender is allowed.  We
got off the train here since we had business.  The two males got off as
well.  A few couples got on and the four women and the baby stayed on.
There is a beach resort with separate male and female facilities a little
further north of Castro Valley, it is much closer to the equator than
either city and is much warmer.  The four of us were occupied with seeing
to the unloading of our cargo pod from the flatcar it was on; workers got
it unloaded and a lift carried it to the receiving area.  There was a truck
waiting with two men standing beside it, arm in arm; it was clear they
owned the truck instead of renting it as it had the name of their pub, "The
Emperor Norton" painted on the side along with an illustration of a bearded
man in an old uniform.  Forti and I stood off to the side holding hands as
Wendy haggled over the price.  It went on for a bit but after a while all
was settled and the payment was logged into the station's business center
terminal, transferring the Standards to The Waxie Dargle's account.  We had
a drink (OK, several) in the station bar until our next train arrived.
This was a high-speed passenger train but since Peter-Port is well inland,
on Venkmann's equator up in the mountains, it would take us until the next
afternoon to get there.  Thanks to Forti's wealth as a vid goddess we were
able to travel first class in a sleeping car which would make for a much
more comfortable journey.

There were many more people getting on this train but we were near the
front and the attendant showed us to our compartments.  As usual Fortlyssa
was the center of attention but I could tell we were in an area where
aliens were not as rare and since there were males around she was only
going to be fucking me this time.  That bit of insight made me quite happy.
We rolled along through the deepening dusk, the forest changing to
grassland as the train continued north and east.

It was clear the bed in our compartment was designed for humans and short
ones at that.  I am used to beds big enough to use as wrestling mats so one
this narrow was a new thing to me.  Fortlyssa lay down on it and her feet
hung off the end while her arms could span the mattress and her tail hardly
had any room.  Nonetheless she wriggled out of her colorful spacers
coveralls and lay on her side watching me.  I slowly took my drab tan
coveralls off, teasing her like some ancient dancer.  I didn't dare touch
her pee hole since we had to sleep on these sheets so we laid on our sides,
each licking the other, I worked her anus as she slid her long tongue in my
pussy.  My climax came first and I bit into her thigh to muffle my screams,
making her scissor my head in return.  I rolled her on her belly and ran my
tongue around her colorful sex, teasing the base of her tail as I did.
Kneeling between her long legs I began to stroke her cunt with my hard
nipples, making her ass clench and all her muscles quiver.  She had to bite
the pillow as two waves of orgasm washed over her.  Both of us exhausted we
turned out the compartment lights and snuggled with her breasts pressed
into my back.  We both giggled as we could hear Wendy and Nadyne trying not
to be too loud as they fucked.  It was clearly difficult for them.

I awoke alone with sun streaming though the compartment window onto the
narrow bed.  Assuming Fortlyssa would be back soon I took care of my
immediate needs and went out, knocking on my mom's compartment door.  Wendy
answered, informing that they were not ready yet and to leave them the hell
alone.  I was left to watching videos on the small screen in my compartment
until Forti returned.  She came along shortly, quite happy.

"I know its odd but it was so nice to not have to use a human toilet.
There is one a few cars up that while it is not designed for my people is
at least easier to use."  I quizzed her on the difference and learned that
her people use what is essentially a hollow tub where you can wrap your
arms around is and press your holes in an opening.  It sounds to me like
you would appear to be fucking a tree but Forti was happy so I was happy.

The attendant folded up our bed and we sat together in the seat watching
the plains roll by.  We stopped in several small towns, sometimes for long
enough to get out.  It was good to stretch and we all remarked how much
hotter and drier the air was here.  The sun was also brighter without the
sea clouds and I found myself with a sunburned face; Forti was much wiser
and was wearing a broad had and her dark sunglasses to protect her eyes.
At one stop we saw an older freight engine that dated from before the
electrification of the line and that carried its own fusion generator.  It
used steam instead of electricity and Fortlyssa talked with some the
workers asking lots of questions about it, showing an engineer's
fascination with big things that move.

Peter-Port sits on a high plateau very close to Venkmann's equator.  I
attempted to show off what I had learned in the distance-learning courses I
had taken as to why this was significant but my all-spacer family already
knew these things in more detail than I did.  Forti gave me a pat on the
ass and told me not to try so hard.  We made our way from the train station
to an area close to the spaceport.  Nadyne had stayed in a small inn called
The States of Guernsey on pervious trips to the spaceport and she knew the
owners so we stopped there.  It was too late to go to the Space Guild
office so we made our way to the bar.

This was an altogether new experience for me.  I had never been around so
many people with their bodies covered and I had certainly never been around
this many males.  We had rooms upstairs and I was happy to see there was a
bigger bed than on the train, though still not as big as mine at home.
Fortlyssa was happy to see that the inn did have alien visitors and that we
were in a room with a bathroom more suited to her.  This meant I had to do
some gymnastics to use the facilities but Forti found this only fair
considering how long she had put up with the small bathroom at my home.

I was lounging naked in a chair as Forti wiped down her coveralls.  She
explained that the fabric was impervious to most liquids but still not too
hot to wear.  In her years in space she had embroidered intricate designs
on the arms and chest showing scenes from her history; I could see a
representation of Nadyne over right breast and she told me that I would go
on her left breast.  On the sleeves were images of five ships she had
served on and representations of her specialties.

"Your coveralls and your vest tell your story to the crew little one.  It
is entirely possible that we will be with people who do not read
Sino-Englic and images like these convey a lot of information to those who
need to know.  We will get you some proper coveralls and an engineer's vest
soon enough."

"Will it be as pretty as yours?"

"That takes time.  Yours will be plain red since you are an apprentice.  As
you move up you will get to add to it and I will teach you to embroider as
much as I can."  She pulled her boots on over her long, narrow feet and in
that ensemble she was lust on two legs.  Her boots were dark green and came
up to her knees.  Her coveralls were a light tan and showed off her curves
nicely and her bright red vest completed the look.  To complete it she was
wearing a lavender paisley scarf decorated with colored stripes and blue
stars around her long neck.  "On many worlds," she explained, "Your scarf
tells your personal likes and dislikes.  This design indicates that I am
interested in females, among other things."

"I guess I will need one of those too."

"Yes you will.  Now put on some clothes little one, we are going out for a
bit."

I put on some jeans and a white top, refusing to wear my old brewery
coveralls on the sophisticated streets of Peter-Port.  We went downstairs
and met to meet the moms in the bar.  They were also wearing ships
coveralls that showed off their curves, I think they were a bit snugger
than they had been the last time they were worn.  Neither had the elaborate
needlework that Fortlyssa's did, though Nadyne's had a little bit that
depicted a familiar green-haired figure on her right breast.  Nadyne wore a
white vest and Wendy's was dark blue with what appeared to be stars on it,
each representing their shipboard roles.  We went out into the bright
sunshine and walked down the street, my face still stinging I remembered to
wear a hat this time.  I was struck by the fact that Fortlyssa did not
attract much attention here.  While tall, colorful aliens are not common
near our world's spaceport, neither are they a unique event like they are
in Labrys.

Nadyne was familiar with this part of the city, having spent more time here
than Wendy, and led us to a shop on a side street.  We went in and were
greeted by a very solid woman with very short black hair.

"Wendy!  Nadyne!  It is so good to see you; it has been far too long!  Are
you two heading out again?"

"It is good to see you again Finla."  Nadyne embraced the owner but there
was no other real contact.  Coming from a community where casual public sex
is common the thought of embracing someone without fucking them was new to
me.  We had all had "The Talk" about social mores outside of Labrys but now
it was becoming real to me.  "No, we are happy to be groundside but our
eldest," here she indicated me, "Is following our path and heading up so we
are here to outfit her."

"This is Samantha?  Oh my goodness, she was a toddler when I last saw her!"
She looked me over with a professional eye.  "182 regular and I would
suggest dark red boots to match her hair.  What field is she in?"

"She will be my apprentice so she needs a red vest madam" Forti was quite
formal, as she often is with people she does not know well.  "I am
Fortlyssa Dorix, Nadyne and I were on the Queen Mab together.

Finla took her first good look at Fortlyssa and I saw in her eyes that she
might have some interest in females after all, or at least tall, sexy
aliens.  "Ah yes, Nadyne told me about you years ago.  It seems the time
skips have been kind to you."  One of the effects of translight travel is
that sometimes relativity causes your time to slow down quite a bit.  The
result for Fortlyssa was that while for Nadyne over 20 years had passes
since the two of them parted for Forti it had been only about seven.  She
had gone on a long-range science voyage and there hard been some jump drive
anomalies along the way.

Finla gave Fortlyssa a look that I could not quite interpret.  "You are of
the Glathera, no?"  Forti nodded solemnly and bowed a little, her long
fingers twined together.  "Well, Misti do Rishmanį sister."  She held up
her hands, palms out and Forti pressed hers to them and they touched
foreheads.

"It is good to meet you on this road Finla.  Few humans know our language,
I am honored to be here with you."

"A good businesswoman knows her customer base my dear Miss Dorix.  Now,
let's get this young lady ready to travel in comfort.  Get those clothes
off dear, it's time to pull up a groove and get fabulous."

I shed my jeans and top and Finla did some measurements of me.  She did
give my breasts a squeeze as well, which I replied to by wiggling my bare
ass against her.  At home this would have led to some wonderful sex but she
just giggled and kept working. She fed the measurements into the computer
and a few minutes later a pair of light gray coveralls emerged from the
production machine.  I put them on and realized why my moms and Forti loved
them so.  It was almost like being naked the fabric was so light and
breathed so well.  They were snug enough to show off that I was still
female, which I liked, but roomy enough to wear another layer under them in
cold conditions.  Finla got a pair of boots off the shelf but they were too
narrow for me.  The second pair was much better and I looked in the mirror
to see a new me.  I really was starting to feel like a spacer and less like
a lesbian bumpkin from a backwater planet.

"Now if you are on a high gee world you will want something to support
those nice breasts dear and while I know you are not used to it you will
want to think of wearing something under the coveralls, it really is more
comfortable."  She showed my all the pockets, none of which I had noticed
since they blended in so well as well as the pockets and controls on my
boots.  The boots have electromagnets in the soles so that you can stick
yourself to the deck during zero gee operations and then turn it off when
the ship is underway.

I was about to pay for my new gear from my video earnings but Nadyne and
Wendy insisted that this was to be their gift to me.  I was putting my
datalink away when Forti grabbed my wrist.

"No apprentice of mine will use an old datalink like that one," she said,
smiling broadly, as she handed me a much nicer one.  "This is my gift to
you little one."

I couldn't help it; I started to cry.  I was hugging everyone, even Finla
who seemed taken aback, and proclaiming how much I loved them all.  This
went on for a bit, even after some other women came in and looked at the
four of us with some confusion.

We invited Finla to come back to the inn with us but she said she had
children and a husband at home to tend to.  I had never met anyone who was
in a relationship with a male and, unlike what I had learned in school, she
did not seem to be very oppressed.  Once again I realized that the universe
was much more diverse than my city's education had led me to believe.  On
Finla's advice I bought a spare set of cheaper coveralls for laundry times
and some soft underwear and a support top.  I also purchased myself a
lavender silk scarf with a yellow strip near each end, a stripe made up of
images of chain, a double bitted axe and a small group of blue stars..
Forti had explained that would communicate to those who could read it that
I was interested in females, enjoyed pee and like to fight and hailed from
the city of Labrys.  I was happy.

We made another stop to get me a footlocker.  They come in standard sizes
and, as an apprentice, my personal space would come out of Forti's
allotment.  This meant I had a very small chest to put things in.  In the
years to come I would be allowed more space and would actually be able to
use space in my chest to carry on my own business dealings, but for now it
would be just big enough for my clothes, my personal items and a few
mementoes.

Part 2: It All Comes Down to This

	I think the only one of us who was not on the constant verge of
tears was Fortlyssa and even she would get emotional when one of the rest
of us would start blubbering.  Up until now this had all seemed some of the
episodes of Pretty, Pretty Princess that I had watched when I was a small
girl but now it was all too real.  In a short time I would be getting on a
ship and leaving my family and the only world I have ever known and
blasting into space and that it would be quite a while before I saw my
mothers or my sister or any of my friends again.  What kept me going was
the shining thought that I WAS GOING INTO FUCKING SPACE!  And, just to make
it better, I was traveling with someone I was madly in love with; that kept
the tears mostly at bay for me. I knew my moms were excited and proud but
for them it meant that their first child was truly an adult now and leaving
home.

	We returned to the inn and went into the bar.  There were a few
people inside and one of the owners was behind the bar.  She insisted that
I show off my new gear and pronounced me "a delight to the eyes."  She
presented all four of us will small fabric patches to put on our coveralls.

	"It's an old tradition Sammi, when you stay someplace groundside
you get a patch to help chart your travels," Nadyne explained.  This patch
had a red cross on a white background with a smaller yellow cross on the
red.  Jesae, the owner, explained this was a symbol of the place on Old
Earth from which the inn and the city took their names.  She showed me how
to activate the adhesive and in short order I no longer had plain
coveralls.  We ordered food and beer and sat in the bar, mostly lost in our
own thoughts.

	As night came on more people came in and I resolved to not freak
out.  I was going to be cool and sophisticated, as would befit a spunky
space-girl, and not start crying or shrieking like some fluff headed yokel.
It was not easy.  There were lots of people, many of them male, all of them
wearing clothes, quite a few of them drunk and none of them fucking.  It
was all so strange compared to all I had known up until this day.  At least
the drunks were familiar; that is a benefit of growing up in a pub.  People
began playing music on the RockOla machine and some started to dance, and
that was behavior I recognized ae well.

	Labrys music tends toward soft instrumental and close harmony
singing about love, nature and female solidarity and this music was not
like it at all.  These songs were mostly from Old Earth and several hundred
years old but I did know a few of them.  The dancing was much more
energetic than I was accustomed to and it was starting to appear to me as
though some of the people in the crowd were looking for sex.  Forti was
more familiar with this style of music and danced by herself, attracting
quite a few (I assume) lustful glances as she moved her long sexy body.  I
got up and tried doing the same and found myself getting tired quickly and
not looking as graceful as a cute protagonist should and certainly not
looking as good as my sexy alien.  She looked at the machine's display and
selected a song about someone's bad reputation that was extremely loud with
a very fast tempo.  She was a frenzy of motion and while I could not keep
up another woman was able to.  She was a cute and very busty blonde with
her hair tied back in a braid.  She stood on her toes to whisper something
in Forti's ear and seemed a little sad when Forti pointed at me but then
the smile returned so I was hoping that she had been invited to our room.

	I was sipping on my beer when I felt a hand grab my breast from
behind.  I turned around, expecting to see Nadyne or Wendy but instead was
looking into the quite drunk face of a male.

	"Wanna dance honey?" he slurred, his breath making it clear he was
not just drinking beer.

	I stepped back quickly, smacking his hand away.  "No I do not,
please leave me alone!"

	"Sure you do, you're a cute little girl, you need to spend some
time with me honey"

	I was backing up until I backed into the wall and he kept coming
and now I was scared.  There was enough of a crowd that none of my family
could see me and I was sure I was about to be oppressed in the ways my
teachers had told me males always wanted to do to all us females.  While
furiously trying to come up with some plan that would get me out of this
mess with my sexual integrity intact I saw him get yanked back by a large
hand on his shoulder.  The hand, I saw, was attached to an alien who stood
a good 30cm shorter than I.  I assumed she was female, though I was not
certain, and her skin was a pattern of black and yellow stripes.  She did
not seem to have fur but she did appear very strong.

	"The young lady said she was not interested so I would suggest you
accede to her wishes neh."  Her voice had a strange tone to it and her R's
rolled in an enchanting way.

	"Leave us alone bitch!  This is a private conversation," he
slurred.

	I shook my head firmly to indicate that newcomer was welcome to
join in as much as she wanted to.  I was glad to have some source of rescue
but what I was really wanting was for one (or both) of my moms or Fortlyssa
to be with me right now.

	"You are in the wrong place friend and unless you want this to
descend to a mind numbing orgy of unspeakable violence you need to consider
being otherwhere nah."  I could see her thick fingers tense on his shoulder
and I also notice that she had claws like a cat, which were extended about
a centimeter beyond her fingertip.  The drunk sagged almost to his knees
and made some odd squeaking noises before nodding his agreement and
leaving.  He pretty much knocked over Wendy on his way out as she was
coming toward me.

	I related the incident to Wendy, who started to cry again and
hugged me tight.  She was a few centimeters taller than the alien but
almost as solidly built.  "I would like to thank you for assisting my
daughter in this time," she gushed.  I was looking my helper over, seeing
that she was a spacer as well, wearing a dark blue vest like Wendy's, but
without the stars.

	"She is your child Navigator pa?"  I could see Wendy was sizing the
alien up and, as I would learn later, reading her vest and coveralls.

	"My name is Wendina Brewster, navigator of the first rank, and this
is my daughter Samantha; I thank you for your help in this time Purser."  I
found it odd that Wendy used her real first name, she rarely did.

	"I am pleased to meet you Navigator Brewster.  I am Gulira
Fa'zheel, chief purser and first officer of the ship Lord Darcy.  We are
currently in need of a navigator, are you looking for a berth neh?"

	"Thank you for the offer Gulira but my mate and I are staying
dirtside.  Our daughter and her companion are looking to ship out soon
though.  Do you need an engineer shipboard?"

	"We do, our last engineer left the ship two stops ago and the
captain and I have been trading the duty pagh.  We would welcome having an
engineer on board."

	Wendy smiled.  "Come with me then, we have business to discuss."
We collected Forti and Nadyne and went to a table for from the dance floor.
Forti and Gulira exchanged formal greetings and Fortlyssa was grilled about
technical things that I did not even being to understand.  Gulira seemed
happy with her answers however.

	"We leave from orbit station in two standard days.  If Engineer
Dorix and her apprentice wish to travel with us meet us at berth 42A prior
to then and I will introduce you to the captain."  All through this I knew
my place, I was not an apprentice yet and even if I was apprentices do not
speak to crew unless directly addressed and even then they are considered
to just be an extension of their mentor.  It took a while to sink in that
Forti and I probably had a ship now, and hopefully one going where we
wanted to go.

	We invited Gulira up to our rooms but she declined, telling us she
was actually staying in another inn and needed to return to her ship early
the next morning.  I had the feeling she was interested in Wendy, but she
said nothing to that effect.  We went upstairs, stripping the instant we
entered our room.

	Since it now seemed that tomorrow might be the last time I would
see my moms for quite some time we celebrated in the traditional Labrys way
with an all-out orgy.  I pushed Wendy down onto her back and spread her
thick legs wide, burying my face in the white-blonde fur of her sex,
pushing my tongue into her wet pussy.  I could feel my mother's strong
fingers in my hair, pulling on my red-brown curls as I ate her, her juices
beginning to flow.  As I licked her thoroughly, teasing her clit with my
tongue I felt my ass cheeks being spread.  Looking back over my shoulder
for a moment I saw Nadyne dropping down and soon after felt a tongue
sliding over my asshole, pushing inside me slowly.  I was aware that Forti
was near also, she was bent over Wendy, pressing her colorful nipples into
Wendy's mouth, her big eyes closed with pleasure.

	Wendy climaxed with a soft moan and I was rolled onto my back,
Nadyne now devouring my cunt.  Wendy was sucking hard on my pink nipples
and Fortlyssa sat on my face so I would slide my tongue into her dripping
sex, her tail smacking into me as I did.  We rolled and moaned on the floor
for some time, taking turns being the queen of the fuck pile, all of us
coated with nectar.  I turned my attention to Nadyne's pussy, licking it
slowly, lavishing attention on the very vagina I had come out of years
before.  I looked up for a moment to see Wendy and Fortlyssa grinding
cunts, both of them writhing with pleasure in the few moments before my
mother began thrashing in a huge orgasm, squirting what seemed to be
several liters of her juices on my face, plastering my curly hair to my
head.

	We tool turns showering, not wanting to get the sheets too sticky.
I really wished the bed was big enough for all four of us but it was not so
we went back to our room.  I hugged Forti tight, rubbing my bush on her
firm ass as I went to sleep.

	I awoke to a quiet knock on the door.  Answering it I saw the
blonde woman who Forti had danced with.

	"Can I come in?" she asked quietly and I opened the door.  She came
into the room and slid her robe off.  I was happy to see she was already
naked and I saw that Forti was sitting up on the bed, smiling.  "My name is
Britt Neespeer and your companion told me you are from the city of Labrys,
the place that is all women?"  I nodded, looking her over with
appreciation.  She was almost as tall as me and had long blonde hair tied
back in a braid.  She was a thick girl with really big breasts and huge
pink nipples.  Her dark blonde bush showed signs of trimming and I did
notice that she had some old bruises.

	"Can I go back there with you?  I'm tired of hiding who I am and I
want to be with other women, I'm tired of men.  I know some things about
your city and I enjoy fighting.  Well, actually I enjoy being beaten by
women but I have seen Labrys videos and I know I could be in them."

"Well Britt, Fortlyssa and I are leaving Venkmann tomorrow but I could try
to persuade my mothers to take you to Labrys if you were willing to work
for them.  Have you ever worked in a bar?"

	"I've worked as an entertainer and as a waitress so I could help
them in their bar."

	"And you have no problem spending most of your time naked?"  She
just smiled at this suggestion.  "Good.  Now, which one of us do you want
to fight?"

	"Both of you.  I'll take you first and then the alien.  I hope you
both are willing to use your fists, just none to the face please."

	I nodded and we looked each other over for a few seconds and then
lunged together.  I went right for her braid and she clawed my tits;
knowing she liked it rough I drove my left fist hard into her large belly,
knocking her back.  From there on it was clear she enjoyed being beaten and
I decided to make her happy.  I pounded her belly and fat tits without
mercy, my hard fists slamming into her soft, pale body, moans of pleasure
emerging with each blow.  I scooped her up, she was pretty heavy, and
slammed her ass down hard on the floor, hoping I did not wake the other
guests.  Finally I got her on her back and drove my foot down hard on her
pussy, stomping her blonde bush and griding my heel against her sex.  By
now her juices had drenched her fur and was flowing freely from her sex.
The last blow left her orgasming on the floor and I sat on her face,
letting her lick me until I climaxed as well.

	Britt's time with Forti was even less competitive.  From the outset
Forti's long arms and legs had the chubby blonde tied up and Fortlyssa's
large fist kept up the beating on Britt's large breasts.  Pinning her to
the floor Forti looked up at me and then sank her yellow teeth into a round
pink nipple, biting hard on the soft flesh.  Britt was moaning in ecstasy
and squirting from her pussy as her big ass thrashed up and down.  After
being shown where Forti's pussy was located the blonde devoured my lover's
cunt with greedy glee, bringing Forti to orgasm as I was letting her bite
my tits.

	There wasn't enough room on the bed for all of us so Britt slept at
our feet while we two snuggled.  I drifted off again, knowing that my mom's
would enjoy having such a submissive in the house.  Rebecca would also
really love having someone to beat and fuck when she came home from school
on holidays; she would owe me big time for this gift.

Part 3: Time and Tide Wait for No Woman

	Morning came and Forti and I packed up our things.  I took Britt in
the shower with me to take a turn at titfighting.  She was definitely
better equipped for this that I was and her big tits really worked mine
smaller breasts over painfully and pleasureably.  Whispering in my ear she
begged my to bite her tits and I was happy to oblige, along with giving her
some good gut punches as well.  She got on her knees and I raised my leg so
that she could lick my pussy as the hot water sprayed over us.  Moaing as I
climaxed I pissed in her cute face and she pressed her mouth to my cunt
again, drinking in the hot pee until I was done.

	When we emerged from the shower Forti grabbed Britt by her hair and
roughly pulled her right back inside.  Judging by the alien moans Britt
found Fortlyssa's pee hole quickly and was working it over and I am sure
Forti showed the fat blonde the wonders of fists with two thumbs. Clean and
sufficiently pleasured the three of us, headed downstairs, footlockers and
new submissive in tow to meet the moms.  They were a bit surprised when
they were introduced to Britt but when I related the things that new girl
liked they agreed she would fit in just fine at The Waxie Dargle and agreed
to take her south with them.  All of us left The States of Guernsey and
headed for the Space Guild offices at the port.

	It was a buracratic experience not unlike getting my travel papers
but there was level of ceremony involved also.  In the office there were
many other young people waiting to apply for apprenticeships, but none of
them had sponsors, certainly no sponsors as sexy as my three.  I was called
in to a large hall and all of us except for Britt went inside.  Sitting at
a large table were four human males, three females and a reptilian alien
whose gender I could only guess at.  All eight of them were clearly reading
my files and I was nervous.  What if they did not accept me?  There was no
way I could go back home after telling all my friends I was heading into
space.  I held Forti's hand very tight and I could feel my moms' hands on
my shoulders.  I tried very hard not to shake.

	An older woman with a gold-trimmed dark blue vest stood up and
adjusted her reading glasses.  "I am Christina Bernadotte, captain of the
Three Crowns and prefect of this examination board.  Are you Samantha
Brewster of the city of Labrys here on Venkmann's World?"

	I felt a slap on my ass as Wendy indicated I needed to speak.
Swallowing and remembering the formalities I tried to keep my voice from
being too squeaky.  "I am Captain Bernadotte.  I come to be accepted as an
apprentice of the Guild."

	"Do you have sponsors or do you come of your own accord?"  I knew
that she knew full well that I had sponsors but like so many old and
ponderous organizations the Guild loves to revel in formalities.  Labrys is
not a lot different so this did not put me off.

	"I do Captain Bernadotte and they are here with me today."

	Nadyne spoke first.  "Captain, I am Nadyne Brewster, caterer of the
second rank, last posted to the Buddhas of Bamiyan.  I stand as sponsor to
my daughter Samantha."

	"Captain, I am Wendina Dmitrinova Brewster, navigator of the first
rank, veteran of the Novaya Rodina defense forces ship Bronyenosyets
Potyomkin, last posted to the Valya Kondyat.  I stand as sponsor to my
daughter Samantha."  I actually teared up a little, Wendy rarely talks
about her time on her homeworld and hardly ever uses her full name; I could
tell from her words how important this ceremony was to her.

	Fortlyssa released my hand and stepped forward.  "I am Fortlyssa
Dorix, engineer of the second rank, last posted to the mailship Thurn und
Taxis.  I come as mentor to Samantha Brewster and as her sponsor."

	Captain Bernadotte looked down the table at the others.  "Having
read her application and the statements of her sponsors is this board in
agreement?"  The other seven at the table, all ship's captains I now
realized, nodded to her solemly.

	"Engineer Dorix, will you guide this young woman in her training,
teaching her all that you can of your skills so that she may take her place
in the Guild?"

	"I will, to the best of my ability."

	"Samantha Brewster, will you be a faithful student of Engineer
Dorix, learning all that you can from her, using your skills for the
benefit of the ship you serve on and also following her instructions and
the orders of your captain?"

	"I will."  My voice came out very squeaky and I flushed bright
pink.  I noticed a slight smile flit across Captain Bernadotte's face.

	"Is this young woman acceptable to this board?"  She looked at each
person in turn as they indicated their assent.  "Congratulations Apprentice
Engineer Brewster.  Be welcome into the Guild of Spacers and aboard our
ships."  She walked over to me and attached a silver pin with what looked
like a small castle on it to my vest, the symbol of a ship's engineer.
That made it official; I was now a member of the Space Guild!  I was not
able to help myself; I started to cry like I had just gotten my first
menses.  I hugged my moms and Forti, standing on my tiptoes to kiss her
firmly.  All the members of the board came to greet me; several of them
talking to my moms and Fortlyssa.  Wendy actually got the most attention
since a first rank navigator is just a little bit below the captain and her
experiences in the Defense Force (details of which I would learn much
later) were somewhat famous.

	One of the male captains waited to speak to me.  "I am told that
you and Engineer Dorix have been offered berths on the Lord Darcy.  Captain
McAllister is a good man, you can learn a lot from him.  Be sure to tell
him that Jonathan Bing sends his greetings."

	"I will do that Captain Bing, thank you."  I was still shaking a
little and wiping my eyes.  Captain Bing smiled kindly at me and patted me
on the shoulder.

	The alien came to me and put what on a human would be a hand on my
shoulder.  "Do not be too nervous Apprentice Brewster."  She (or maybe he,
I had no way to tell and I was not about to ask) has a sibilant voice which
was hard for me to understand.  "I started as an apprentice engineer when I
was practically wet from the egg.  Learn all you can and you will make your
family proud of you.  Your mother Wendy is known to many in the guild, you
come from a fine lineage."  This made me even more curious about my
mother's past and why she was so reluctant to talk about it.

	Then it was time to go.  Collecting Britt from the waiting area we
walked from the office suiute and into the shuttle terminal; hearing the
announcement for ships arriving and departing.  Forti and I had tickets for
the shuttle to Venkmann's orbiting transfer station and our ship was
starting the boarding process.

	"Sammi, Wendy and I have a few more things for you."  Nadyne's
voice was very husky and she was trying hard not to cry.  "It is tradition
that when a ship docks the gangway is decorated with the banners of its
crew.  You need to have something to hang and so we are passing on some of
our banners."  She handed me a small cloth flag with a large brown animal
on it (I later learned it is a bear) with a star in one corner and
multicolored stripes along the bottom.  Above the stripes were the words
"California Republic" and I recognized it as a banner from Old Earth where
the women of Labrys had come from.  Wendy gave me a flag with white, red
and blue stripes with a two headed bird in the center.

	"Sammi, this is the emblem of where I come from and of my family.
Keep both of these so that you will always be proud of where you come
from."  She was crying now, Nadyne had her face buried in Forti's chest and
I was blubbering like a little girl yet again.

	Britt wiped her own tears away and kissed both Forti and I with
enthusiasm, making us promise to send messages when we could.  I assured
her that I would and that I expected to hear from everyone and for them to
remind Rebecca I wanted to hear from her as well.

	We got hold of ourselves and Fortlyssa and I walked down the
gangway, waving back at my moms.  They would head back to the station and
take the train home along with their new employee.  I was on my way into
space and off on my first great adventure.

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Well, here ends part 3.  I guess I do owe a debt to the authors of the Book
of Common Prayer for the ceremonial words.  As always if you liked the
story please let me know.  Part 4 will emerge from my brain soon I hope.

Cindy (cattingcindy@yahoo.com)