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Voyager (Blank Space Interlude)
by IndianOutlaw (secondsiteXXX@hotmail.com)
Janeway paced her ready room.
Commander Chakotay sat legs crossed, resting his chin
on his hand.
Janeway sported a very stern look. Chakotay knew she
was not happy, but her Starfleet training kept her
from blowing up. He admired her backside as her pace
quickened.
"Bleeeeep." The door chimed. Janeway took a seat
behind her desk.
"Come." Janeway barked. She deliberately checked her
temper. The doors parted, in walked the tall, slender
silver suited, big breasted, blonde; Seven of Nine.
Immediately following her was B'Elanna Torres. They
stopped in front of the captain's desk.
B'Elanna stood at attention, while Seven's normally
erect posture seemed to mimic B'Elanna. Janeway leaned
back and stared at them for a full minute. She then
leaned forward, staring both ladies in the eye.
"What am I going to do." Rhetorical question. "I
thought I had two members of my crew out to get each
other. But everywhere I look I see you two together.
While I have encouraged you Seven, to seek companion-
ship with other crewmembers, I definitely cannot allow
this to continue." Janeway stood and grabbed a PADD.
"Let's review."
Commander Chakotay shifted in his chair. He carefully
studied the two women for any changes in their expres-
sions. Janeway walked over and looked Torres directly
in the face.
"First, I would like to know, just how the bio-filters
were changed on the transporter. They don't seem to
allow Seven to stay clothed every time she returns to
the ship. I am almost afraid to take Seven down simply
because I am tired of seeing her naked body in the
transporter room."
"Speak for yourself." Chakotay thought to himself. The
captain now moved in front of Seven of Nine.
"As for you. Do you have any idea how the service drone
in engineering decided last week to go berserk? It
chased Lt. Torres here down, tore her uniform to
shreds, leaving her naked and cornered. Then," she
looked and read from the PADD, "it proceeded to tickle
her until she cried UNCLE, then it shutdown." Janeway
slowly returned to her chair and sat down.
"Captain, I..." Torres started to speak but the captain
put up her hand.
"I'm not finished. I have at least 3 reports on each
of you running down the corridors of this ship wearing
little or no clothing at all. And if it wasn't bad
enough. Several other crewmembers have been effected
too." She picked up the PADD again.
"Who can tell me how the main viewer on the bridge
decided to show the security monitor's view of supply
room 6, at the precise time both yourself Lt. Torres
and Mr. Parres were, shall we engaged in a very
personal act." She looked directly at B'Elanna.
"I don't know Captain." B'Elanna replied.
"I also need to know how a replica of the Doctor's
program ordered Ensign Kim to undress for a physical,
only to have you and seven walk in, through what was
suppose to be a locked door?"
"I do not know either." Seven said. She relived the
event briefly. It had been the first time she had
seen a non-Borg naked, much less a growing erection.
Janeway stood once again. She shot evil stares at the
two women standing at attention. And then looked over
at Chakotay. He stood and moved to the side of the
desk.
"The captain and I feel you two have gone way too far.
Yesterday the both of us tried the new Holodeck modi-
fication Seven created. In our exchange of mock phasers
blasts we managed to burn each other uniforms off. It
was very embarrassing to see one's captain in her
underwear." He looked over at Janeway. B'Elanna giggled
a little.
Thay had exchinged pahser fire at the exact same
moment, leaving him in his white boxers and Janeway in
a bright red lace single teddy. Not all bad, but very
embarrassing for the both. A memory Chakotay would
fondly carry forever.
"This has to end. But what to do." Janeway began
pacing.
Torres knew to keep eyes forward at all times. Seven
did the same.
"I can't lock up my chief engineer in the brig. Nor can
we do without Seven in astrometrics. So what do we do?"
She looked over B'Elanna's shoulder. "Perhaps I should
have you two clean the Deuterium Injectors naked. Or we
could land and have each of you wash the outer hull in
your underwear. Perhaps I should just do away with your
uniforms all together."
Chakotay smiled at that last one. He momentarily
launched into a pleasent daydream.
Janeway continued. "Experience tells me that simply
ordering you two to stop will only work for a short
time. Though, I hate to admit this, but Neelix reports
moral seems to increase with each incident. So the
Commander and I have come up with a more creative way
to end this."
Chakotay stood, walking over to stand by the captian.
"We are about to enter the largest known area of Blank
space, an area of space where the distance between
solar systems is so vast that it warrants a name. In
Blank space there is nothing to do. It's boring. It
will take eleven weeks to cross at Warp six.
Once all needed maintenance is completed we will meet
in the officers mess to settle this. We've discussed
this with Tom and Harry. They will join us." Janeway
handed the two a PADD each. "Study this. When the
ship is ready to begin its down time we will meet.
Dismissed!"
B'Elanna and Seven exited the ready room, very
confused. B'Elanna was just glad she didn't have to
wash the ship in her underwear. Seven kept thinking
about Harry's erection.
"I hope this works." Janeway collapsed in her chair.
"I hope we don't lose." Chakotay remarked.
-=*=-
Shhhshhh. Voyager sped through the Blank space at warp
six. Sixteen days in and the crew was starting to get
bord. In Blank space there is nothing to see. Nothing.
All the basic maintenance checks have been completed
and no major systems work was needed.
Janeway knew it was time to put her plan in motion.
B'Elanna and Seven's little game was going to end.
Being on their best behavior, only one reported inci-
dent of someone being stripped. A "trap" had been
apparently set on deck 5. Whoever walked through the
uniquely designed force field would be rendered
bottomless. Debate still raged as to who set it and
who it was meant for.
Before either of the two ladies made it far enough
Touvac tripped it. As the two female crewmembers dis-
covered, it was true what they said about the size of
a Vulcan's penis.
-=*=-
"Neelix, thanks for helping set this up, you may go
now." Chakotay began unpacking the box of tiles.
"Are you sure..." Chakotay cut him off.
"I said that will be all." Neelix left shaking his
head.
Seven opened the pack of clothes produced by the
replicator. She looked at each piece, wondering just
why people wore those things. "Humans!" she said.
B'Elanna smoothed the wrinkles out of her silk slacks.
She didn't often get to wear civilian clothes. She left
her quarters and joined Seven in the turbo lift.
"Interesting outfit." B'Elanna smiled as she scanned
Seven.
"It was the Captain's idea."
The two ladies entered the officer's mess together.
Once inside they found Captain Janeway, Commander
Chakotay, Harry Kim and Tom Parres.
B'Elanna swallowed hard as she looked down at the
table. It was covered in cubes.
"Rekop Cubes?" She hated that game. It was complex
and required tons of time to complete. They had
plenty now. The game required at least three teams,
but was ideal with 4. Janeway had hoped Touvac would
have joined them, but he felt games of retribution
were not logical. They were stuck with three teams.
"Tom and Harry, myself and Chakotay, and you two will
make up the teams." Janeway pointed to the respective
sides of the table. Everyone sat. Harry could not take
his eyes off Seven. "I see you tried the outfit I
suggested." Janeway said to Seven.
"It's a bit awkward, but I will adjust." Seven was
wearing a pair of 20th century blue jeans, snap down
western shirt, and cowboy boots. "Who is Calvin Klein?"
Seven's question was answered with only a smile,
everyone else were wearing similar clothing, slacks,
shirt, boots/shoes.
Except for Janeway. She had on a silk sleeveless top
and a skirt. She also appeared to have some lightweight
see through material covering her bare legs.
Seven was confused.
The rules were explained.
"Since you two like stripping so much, instead of
Latnium or replicator rations, we play for clothes.
That is why everyone is dressed in 5 pieces. If you
get matched, at term or scoring, you lose an article,
If you get match doubled, another scoring term, the
opposer decides what comes off. Once naked you play
one to one more point, at which you will be at the
mercy of the winning team or sole winner, that's
only if their teammate loses before pyramid is
achieved. I have one replicator coin here. As each
article is discarded it is processed in the reclimator
and therefore lost. The winner gets use of the coin
to fashion one or two robes to return to their
quarters. The remainder must complete any task set
out by the winner or winners. Let's begin."
The tiles were separated and each team began.
"I hope you know how to play this game." B'Elanna said
quietly.
"I have heard of it." Seven replied in a uninspiring
way.
B'Elanna was relieved somewhat that Touvac had not
joined in. He had been second runner up in the Star-
fleet Rekop Cubes tournament. She had grown up with
the game but knew Chakotay was a pro at it from their
days in the Marquee.
Her boyfriend, Tom was the expert gambler, she wasn't
sure she could take him. She did know enough to hope-
fully keep her clothes on for a while.
The game progressed nicely. In the game no one, unless
up against a bad player, scores early in the building.
They were up to level 5, with only 3 to go when the
first to give came out. Tom blocked B'Elanna's move,
she countered and Harry Matched.
"Time for you two to give it up." Tom smiled.
Seven stood, without hesitation. She bent over to
remove the cowboy boots, as she did she filled Tom
thought how nicely she filled out her jeans. A lesser
seam would have burst.
As B'Elanna kicked off her shoes she punched Tom in
the arm for starring at Seven incredible ass. The
articles were then zapped in the wall unit.
As most games of Rekop Cubes go, each team eventually
lost one round each. Chakotay especially enjoyed
watching the captain remove her high heels. She seemed
to do it in a deliberate, seductive manor. The game got
heated as it progressed one more level up.
B'Elanna, set, Harry, block, Janeway, block again,
Tom, block, Chakotay, block, Seven, quadruple match!
Everyone stared at her. Even in the best tournaments
that rarely happened. The consequences now required
Seven to decide what was to come off everyone else
excluding her teammate. Seven scanned the blank faces.
"The Borg assimilated species 4332, the inventors of
the game." (A moan was collectively let out.)
She and B'Elanna conferred momentarily. "Harry, shirt."
He stood and peeled off is log sleeve mock turtleneck.
His blue tee shirt showed off his developed chest.
"Chakotay, shirt." He too removed his shirt to reveal
a very dark skinned chest underneath a tank top.
"Tom, vest." A Vest came off.
"Janeway, skirt." She panicked for a moment, but then
smiled an evil grin. She stood and ran her finger down
the side. A zip lock like feature acted as a zipper.
Putting both hands on each side she shimmied it down
to reveal a huge surprise.
"What is that?" Harry let blurt out.
"It's called a garter belt. Get over it." She sat down,
but not before she flashed her blue panties to all. The
shirttails just covered her crotch. All the clothes
disappeared just like the shoes.
Minutes later, another match. Harry and Tom lost. Both
stood up and peeled off their remaining top coverings.
Even Janeway found herself starring at both men's
hairless chests.
The game continued for over an hour...
Then, match again, this time against both Seven's team
and Janeway's team. Chakotay stood and exposed his
well-tanned and tattooed chest to the admiring
B'Elanna.
Janeway slowly unbuttoned each button. She rolled the
shirt off her shoulders. Her lingerie was completely
exposed. A one-piece bustier, very tightly cut around
her crotch and added lift to her breasts. Complimented
by her garter belt, it sent Tom almost to tears.
B'Elanna, always dressing for Seven's next attack,
stood and pulled down her elastic waist silk pants
and let them fall to the ground. Her shirt kept her
panties from being exposed. Tom let out a wolf whistle
as her well-formed legs came into view.
Seven, very militarily grabbed both sides of her
western style shirt and pulled it open, each snap
popped. She dropped her shirt and her two incredible
orbs came into view. They were held by a very lacy
very white, very see through bra. Seven adjusted the
straps and returned to her chair.
Their movement mesmerized Chakotay. Janeway was sur-
prised by how dark and large her nipples were. Harry
unconsciously began stroking himself at the sight of
Janeway in her underwear looking at Seven's nipples.
The game progressed up one more level. The action
would be faster now. Each player was holding back key
tiles just for this round. Only one more level to
achieve. If it got to that point only one person could
win. Your team will have been broken up. So the game
almost always ended on the second to last level.
Harry, set, Chakotay, block, Tom, block, Chakotay
match. Both Tom and Harry bowed their heads. Tom
stood first and unclasped the front of his pants,
then allowed them to drop to his knees. His half
erection, was now creating a tent effect to the
front of his silk like boxers. B'Elanna licked her
lips.
Harry, wearing elastic waist pants, jerked them down
and off quickly. His bikini briefs barely held in his
near full erection. His head was starting to poke out
the top. He blushed and sat down with both hands on
his lap. Tom, however seemed to enjoy his near
nakedness.
Seven could not shake her earlier image of Harry's
erection.
B'Elanna set, Chakotay blocked, Seven blocked, Chakotay
blocked, Seven match, and Chakotay double match. He
smiled at the two women. Eyeballing them for a moment,
Chakotay was really going to enjoy this.
B'Elanna stood. Her shirt was keeping her panties
covered, though a hint was visible each time she
shifted in her chair.
Chakotay smiled looking at her. "Panties." Was all he
said. B'Elanna stood, shaking a little. She reached
under her shirt, bending over slightly to keep her
modesty from view. Gripping each side of the thong
panties she dropped them to the ground. She was
successful in hiding her pussy from view. Turning to
place the panties I the reclimator.
Seven stood, swinging around in her chair, her foot got
caught up in B'Elanna's. making the other woman fall
face forward to the ground. Everyone jumped up.
B'Elanna was now lying on her stomach, her shirt was
hiked up over her waist and a very firm ass was exposed
for all to see. Red faced, she climbed to her feet
pulling down on her shirt. That made her tits stick out
more.
Everyone recovered and Chakotay now eyed Seven. "Bra."
(Oh, my!)
A collective thought (No Borg pun intended). Seven had
been seen naked, but she felt extremely self-conscious
about removing each article in front of everyone.
"I will comply." Seven's voice almost cracked. She
reached back and unhooked the bra. In a way she was
glad, she didn't like the restrictive feeling it left
her with. After all, she didn't need a bra, so it was
now proved.
Bending forward she let it roll down her arms and into
her hands. Harry could no longer contain himself, his
erection, and a little pre cum, slipped through the
top of his briefs.
The game continued.
Tom and Harry lost. All that remained was their under-
wear. Tom stood and dropped his to the floor in one
shot.
His 5-inch member was revealed in all its glory. He
even smiled and shook it a little. Then returned to
his seat.
Exhibitionist, B'Elanna thought. Harry could not hide
it any longer, one hand remained in place covering his
dick, barely that is, and while the other slowly worked
his biefs down his legs.
Tom knew it was over. He had nothing left. B'Elanna
matched him and suddenly he found himself and Harry
out of the game. Fortunately, Chakotay now had to drop
his through.
Wearing what resembled a jock strap, Seven and Janeway
were treated to a great view of his ass, completely
bare. He returned to his seat.
Tom and Harry were forced to stand away from the table.
Harry, hands between his legs, Tom not ashamed of his
erection. Seven leaned over to B'Elanna.
"Is that what males mean when they say size does not
matter." She pointed at Tom. Suddenly Tom lost his
confidence and proceeded to cover himself too. Needing
only one hand though.
Seven, set, Chakotay, block, Janeway block, B'Elanna
block., Janeway match, B'Elanna block match. Another
pause. B'Elanna smiled, only one value cube could do
that. Only two existed in the game. She smiled and
leaned back, then...Janeway, block double match. She
had the other one. In traditional Rokep Cubes that
scored two points. Everyone had to pay up. Chakotay
would be out. He looked at Janeway and shot her an
evil stare.
"How dare you."
"Sorry, but I don't like to lose."
He stood. Pulled down on his "jock strap" He may have
only been 6 inches, but Janeway and B'Elanna could not
take their eyes off the thickness of it. He was not
unaccustomed to being naked, so there was no need to
cover himself. But he was out of the game.
B'Elanna now stood and started to take off her shirt.
"No." Janeway interrupted. "I get to choose what comes
off first. I say the bra." B'Elanna was unsure. Then,
reaching under her shirt she unfastened the 24th
century gravity clip. She pulled her arm inside her
shirt and out of the bra. This effectively raised the
shirt exposing her red hared beaver to all.
Chakotay's manhood became insantly erect.
Next arm, another beaver shot. The Black bra was
dropped. She pulled down the shirt to cover herself
again.
"Your turn, Seven." Janeway smiled. "I want those
panties."
"And how, I am still wearing these very tight denim
pants."
"Be creative." Seven pondered for a moment. Her
enormous boobs juggled while she stood. She knew there
was only one way. Seven pulled the edges of her panties
out of the jeans. Holding tight to the front she began
to tug. The material did not give. So she tugged
harder. No rip, just lace forcing her lips apart. The
harder she tugged, the more the panties rubbed her
clit.
She was enjoying the feeling. Everyone could see it on
her face. Seven let out a lustful moan.
"Oh, let me." B'Elanna was tired of this obvious
attempt at masturbation. She reached behind and one
jerk.
"Ohhhh." Seven leaned against the desk, her eyes
closed and moaned again. The panties did not give.
But the pussy wedgie was obviously very sensitive.
Did she orgasm? B'Elanna braced her footing, the
"Rippppppp!" the pair came cleanly off. Seven moaned
again, a wet spot formed around the crotch of her
jeans. B'Elanna's shirt flew up as her hand pulled
back.
Chakotay rose to full attention.
Janeway caught herself starting to finger her own
pussy.
Realizing it was time, and allowing Seven to recover.
B'Elanna pulled her shirt over head. Her two firm boobs
bounced into view. She immediately covered her tits
with one arm and pussy with a hand. She sat down.
Seven wiped the sweat from her brow and caught her
breath. Hesitation, the jeans were unbuttoned and
unzipped. As it slowly went down, three obviously
horny erect males starred.
Peeling the denim, the wet crotched denim down her
hips. Back turned she pulled them down off her fan-
tastic ass. Tom and Harry no longer hid their rubbing.
Jeans now on the ground, Seven turned and exposed her
perfectly shaved and very wet pussy to the group.
She sat and stared at Janeway.
Janeway was enjoying this. Everyone was naked but her.
What she hoped would be the final round was about to
begin.
Match doubled! "What the hell." No way did she see
that coming. This was it. The moment of truth.
"Time to give it up, we want the bustier." Janeway had
not expected it to go this far, but she stood, untied
the drawstrings in front. In order to get the one piece
off. She pulled her garter belt down to her thighs.
The top was pulled down. Her older, slightly saggy B
cups came into view. Two small, pink, very erect
nipples stood out. The bustier was dropped on the
floor.
Chakotay picked it up. Smelled it and put it in the
reclimator. Janeway refastened her garter belt.
Tom enjoyed the view of her heart shape trimmed pussy.
It glistened from her juices.
Now everyone was naked, say for Janeway's garter. Tom
and Harry disguised their masturbation with a rouse to
cover themselves. Chakotay could not remove his eyes
from Janeway. B'Elanna too was secretly fingering
herself, hoping no one would notice. Seven, now knew
the definition for humiliation.
Janeway shifted nervously in her seat. The material on
the chair itched her butt.
The last round began.
Floating, invisible above the room hovered the 'Q'
entity. He smiled at how well everything was going.
Q had planted the idea of a strip game in Janeway's
head. To his surprise she chose this one, Sevens 20th
century outfit and her own very sexy lingerie. I guess
even starship captains have fantasies too, he thought.
Janeway remained in her garter belt, twitching from
the coarse material in her chair causing her buttocks
to itch, this in turn caused her slightly saggy, but
by no means unappealing tits to jiggle.
B'Elanna sat on the edge of her chair completely naked.
Eyes shifting from Chakotay's thick very erect dick to
the tiles on the board. Her little finger kept 'inad-
vertently' penetrating her pussy.
Seven's normal sunless white skin was bright red. She
could not believe she let herself, miss always in
control, actually masturbate to what she believed was
categorized as an orgasm in front of all. Worse yet
she wanted to experience more.
Harry Kim studied Seven's naked body in great detail.
More and more he continued to rub his phallus. Tom was
still crushed by the size comment made by Seven.
B'Elanna knew better though, Tom knew more tricks than
Houdini.
This was it. Seven prepared her last trick, good thing,
because B'Elanna was out of them. Janeway kept her
evil grin. For it was her team that beat Touvac in the
Starfleet Rekop Cubes tournament. Tiles were laid, then
it progressed to the last level. Seven threw done,
beating Janeway to the top.
"Match doubled." Seven did smile. She beat Janeway!
Having never actually played this game before, it was
a testament to Borg superiority.
Janeway leaned back in her chair. She put her hands to
her face.
B'Elanna was thrilled. Now the tables were turned. The
captain would be at their beck and call. It was great.
"Slam!"
"Pyramid!" Janeway laid her tile. Pyramid? The
equivalent to Royal Flush in poker, a grand slam
in the bottom of the ninth (7th game of the World
Series / 3 runs down / 2 outs), etc...
Seven collapsed in her chair. B'Elanna put her head on
the table and started to groan.
The three men enjoyed the sight.
Janeway stood slowly. She put both hands on the edge
of the table and leaned forward, legs slightly spread.
Chakotay was treated to an unobstructed view of her
great looking ass and yes, her sex too. Her boobs
shook from side to side as she laughed. The redness of
her ass from rubbing on the chair took Chakotay into
another fantasy.
"After I cash in these replicator coins, we'll get down
to business." Janeway sauntered over to the replicator.
Butt wiggling seductively for all to enjoy. She reached
up to put the coins in.
"Breeeeeepppp!!" The room went dark, the lights went
out and an all too familiar red glow illuminated the
room.
"Red Alert!"
Everyone stopped what they were doing. They were in
Blank space, what could possibly be happening. No way
a ship could sneak up on them, there was nothing out
there.
"Janeway to bridge." Damn, she shut off all communi-
cations to the room so no one could accidentally ease
drop.
The replicator was out too. At red alert only the
captain could access the replicators but that command
could only come from the bridge.
It was painfully decided. They would all have to go to
the bridge and their duty stations the way they were.
Seven smiled. The captain saw it.
"Oh no, if we have to go, you do too." Janeway said to
her.
The doors parted, Janeway stuck her head out. The
halls were clear. Not unusual, this was a priority
deck for emergencies. One by one the naked crewmen
filed out to the turbo lift. First Janeway and her
garter belt, then Chakotay covering her manhood,
Seven one arm over her enormous melons, Harry both
hands on his still erect dick. Tom trying desperately
not to bump into Harry. And finally B'Elanna, she
had one hand one her small firm boobs the other
between her very moist legs. The conga type line
ending with B'Elanna's firm ass.
Q laughed. He enjoyed watching humans degrade them-
selves. But, it was not his emergency. Since he didn't
create it, he decided to leave.
"I wonder what Picard is doing now?" Poof, he disap-
peared.
The turbo lift doors opened. It was empty. A collective
sigh of relief (Still not a Borg joke). Six naked
people filed in. The doors closed.
"Bridge" Chakotay instructed the lift. It began to
move. In 30 seconds they would arrive. As the car
began to move, it jerked, actually shook for a moment.
It had never done that before.
Janeway fell backwards slightly. Chakotay, hands in
position to cover himself, reached out to catch her.
He ended up grabbing her soft ass and squeezing it a
little. Janeway moaned and closed here eyes.
Seven had adjusted her position in the lift to give
the appearance she was in control again. Standing
erect, hands behind her incredible ass, the jolt
caused her to fall backwards too. Harry was right
behind her. The jolt caused him to let go of his penis.
Seven accidentally grabbed it.
It felt unusual to her. As the ride progressed she
examined it behind her back with her fingers, up and
down, up and down. Harry was dying.
B'Elanna fell into Tom's arms and whispered in his ear.
"When this is over, my quarters."
Harry was about to cum, perhaps Janeway too when...
The doors opened to the bridge. The naked officers
filed to their stations. Touvac and Ensign Sara Kenny
were stunned at the sight. Harry took comfort by hiding
behind his terminal, Tom did the same at Ops, as did
B'Elanna at the engineering console.
Chakotay, sporting an erection still took his seat.
Seven just stood, buck-naked, hands behind her backside
next to Harry's console.
Janeway and her garter belt remained standing, looking
at the view screen. "Nothing there?" Janeway thought.
"What is going on Touvac?"
"Sorry captain, malfunction, I accidentally pressed
the red alert command button. It was an error."
Janeway turned red. Not from embarrassment, she had
been had. Touvac now whispered in the naked captain's
ear. "I know it was you who set up the force field on
deck 5. Perhaps as a way to get me to play?"
Damn, he was good.
"I thought Vulcan's don't believe in retribution."
She shot back.
"Yes, but no one said we do not have a sense of humor."
He actually cracked a smile. Janeway turned and headed
for her ready room.
"Chakotay, I want to see you in my ready room." She
said.
"I think you've seen enough of me already." He returned.
"I'm only interested in seeing part of you." She winked
at him! He followed smiling.
"Let's go!" B'Elanna grabbed Tom by the ear and pulled
him to the turbo lift. As they entered the two had
embraced in a full tongued kiss, he clutched her firm
ass and she moved her hands to his cock. The lift
doors closed.
"I think I shall leave and get dressed now." Seven
said to Harry as she waited for the lift to open
again.
"Maybe you should try something other than the silver
suit?" Harry returned out of the side of his mouth.
"I am not sure, perhaps you could assist me." Seven
raised an eyebrow, turning her DD boobs and hairless
pussy towards him. Harry looked into her eyes.
"I have a few ideas." He stood and took her arm. A
brick could not wipe the grin off his face at that
moment. The two naked people entered the lift.
"Perhaps you could also explain what an orgasm is as
well." Seven said. Harry almost choked. The lift door
closed.
"Ensign," Touvac spoke, "do you know what Pon Far is?"
He raised an eyebrow.
"Why no." Ensign Sara replied.
"Perhaps when we are off duty."
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