Deltoya

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..."