Out of Pod Experience

*Kate continues to hold 7's ass and feels it move as they make their way to somewhere quiet out and of the way*

*takes her hands off of 7's ass and starts to unbutton her blouse*

"I forgot what it looks like under there, I think I need to inspect that area again."

*9 shows up and is oblivious to the world. then she hears slapping noises and 7 who is apparently in pain:

"*SLAP* ... ELEVEN!"

"*SLAP* ... TWELVE!"

"*SLAP* ... THIRTEEN!"

*9 has paused long enough to confirm the sound and runs in the general direction of the commotion and disappears to the back.

She walked over to him no longer concerned about her nudity. Instead, she was hoping to use it to her advantage. “So, “said Laudenum trailing fingertips across his chest and arms “you need to do what I say?"

“Yes.” Loco said, his voice just a little husky.

“Good.” She purred in his ear, standing behind him. “First thing I’d like you to do is help get me out of here.”

Nearly an hour had past. Loco returned to Laudenum’s room with a small bundle of clothing. When he entered, Laud was wrapping a white cloth bandage around her midsection and the bed’s sheet was suspiciously torn. It was obvious that the splinted hand was causing some difficulty. She stood up and walked over to Loco who had offered her the bundle of clothing and with a sly smile, she said “Do you think you can help me into these?” She reached into the bundle and extracted a black pair of panties and held them out to him perched on her finger. He swallowed and gingerly took the undergarment.

She didn’t make it easy for him. Every item he dressed her in required him to touch her or reposition her. At his touch she made pleased sounds, hoping to draw him out a bit more but even with the evident frustration she was causing, he was a gentleman. When he slid her brassiere into place, she half expected, even hoped, he would touch her but he dressed her carefully to avoid any chance of aggravating the injuries. When he helped her into her customary pocketed vest, she stepped in very closely and wrapped her arms around his head. She was conscious that she smelled of hospital soap. She had cleaned herself while he was away and even to her, the soap added nothing to heighten the mood. He gently placed his hands on her hips. “Thank you.” She said seriously. She kissed him then, slowly with a building heat. He began to reciprocate and as his hands tightened on her hips, her mouth moved slightly to bite on his lower lip, giving him a pleasant shock of pain. She seductively ran a line of kisses and bites down the side of his neck, holding his head with her splinted hand. A low growl of pleasure rose from his chest.

She opened his shirt, running her hands on his muscular chest. She planted a kiss, followed by a bite and said “And I am very….”

She worked her way down, continuing to bite “…very…”

“…sorry.” Her face brushed his manhood through the tough fabric of his uniform and he issued a growl and a groan of pleasure. The distraction was enough for Laud to reach into the pocket of her vest and surreptitiously withdraw the hypodermic needle filled with the powerful sedative from her Intravenous fluids bag. She pushed the plunger of the hypodermic as she distracted him and a moment later, Loco slipped into unconsciousness and slumped to the floor.

Poor Loco!

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Indah was biking along one of the secondary roads near her family states. As most of the dirt roads in the area, it had been covered with LiveMac, one of the products manufactured by the Fazmarai family. It was a heavily engineered plant, which would root on the dirt and cover it with a highly resilient surface that provided traction and could withstand light use from rolling stock. The plant could live from dirt being deposited on it and rain, and had made a radical change in the meaning of "dirt road" at Indah's home planet.

Indah had planned her outing so it wouldn't take longer than an hour, and would drive her to some of her favorite places in the country. Biking by them, some had changed a lot, others don't, as Indah hadn't been to some since she was a child. As a teen, the city was a more interesting place to be at since Ishtanchuk's family left, in spite of all the social customs being forced on a future lady. As her siblings took different paths in life, Indah was a kind of heir, despite she was the younger child of her parents. Ishtanchuk's determination to have Indah tested and her successful conversion into a capsuleer had changed many things...

Eugerelia, Indahmawar's mother, had married quite young even for Khanid standards. She was merely 22 back then and was completly in love and certain of her decission, and so she married and gave Ruggenor three child, set apart by 3 years as was the custom. That would had been all if weren't for Eugerelia's loose Gallentean genes. At the age of 37, Eugerelia's older child was15 and the younger one 7, and she had the crazy idea that none of her children looked Gallentean enough. That thought built on her and she eventually suggested Rugenor to have yet another child. Ruggenor agreed, and thus Indahmawar was conceived.

Eugerelia's dream became true: the new born child was obviously fairer than her older siblings, and her eyes where of a blurry shade of gray which developed into green after a few weeks. Nobody inrerfered when Eugerelia decided to call her Indahmawar, "beautiful rose", and soon the new baby gathered a lot of attention and risked being spoiled.

But then, not everything was colored pink. Indahmawar's siblings never really befriended her, and she was regarded as a kind of uninvited guest to their brothership. Eugerelia did what she could, but she couldn't master her children's feelings; and anyway, Eugerelia soon found an unsuspected friend for her precious "Mawi".

Ruggenor's older bother, Ishtanchuck's father, had moved to the family states and bringed his family with him. Ishtanchuk was ten when Indahmawar was born and she found the new baby plain fascinating -way more than her own younger siblings. Assisting her aunt Eugerelia was first a game and then a hobby, and Ishtanchuk became a brotherly figure during most of Indah's childhood. Ishtanchuck grew up and developed into a very sexy teen, but she wouldn't stop finding time to spend with her younger cousin. The relationship continued even as Ishtanchuk started a college degree in, of all things, theology -probably the only career she could think of as a good excuse to delay marriage, albeit back in that time nobody figured that one of the most popular marriable misses in the planet could hold a different opinion about becoming the precious property of a fortunate man. Looking at her curvy figure and the whispered fame of her breasts -a whisper which translated into an average of 4 inappropiate "love" poems each week-, everyone figured that Ishtanchuk's family would have a tough time keeping her virgin. Seeing her habit of strolling, talking, going places and even playing with her cousin, 10 years younger, some others dared to hint some inapropiateness. And as the affection for Indahmawar was public and notorious, many sighed in relief when Isthanchuk's family left the planet back to their states. Indahmawar was 11 and Ish 22, and for the next years they would only meet each other occasionally.

Memories of childhood kept Indah busy for most of an hour, unconsciously biking around and avoiding the scarce traffic , and nothing would had broke her concentration if she hadn't noticed a car chasing her. Looking back, Indahmawar saw Kuto's face, and furiously pedaled away. Kuto chased her carefully, keeping a good distance, but obviously he wouldn't go away. Then he horned and Indahmawar stopped, feeling a fit of rage in her veins. How did he dared?

Kuto left the vehicle but rather than meet Indahmawar, he walked around it and opened the back door. With a feeling, Indahamawar stopped and waited, and then she saw Eugerelia exiting the car.

- Maman!
- Mawi!

There was no distance and no time at all as Indahmawar rushed forward and embraced Eugerelia, both them crying in joy. Indahmawar and her mother kissed each other's lip corners, in a traditional family greeting, and then Indahmawar just sunk into Eugerelia's arms, sobbing and making a mess on her moher's dress with her tears. Eugerelia drove Indah into the car, stlil crying, and sat in the back seat so Indah could lay with her head on Eugerelia's lap. As the car started up and Kuto drove them to the family manor, Eugerelia caressed Indah's hair and kept saying:

- All is well, Mawi, all is well... now you are with maman... all is well, my baby, my precious flower. All is well... you're home now.

Laud told me shes sorry about what happened. No hard feeling about it.

*Miz walks towards Loco

"If you ever find yourself in the need of a lady you can pleassure, you know where my CQ is. "

*She then kisses him on the cheek and slowly walks away while swaying her rear a little bit extra.

*Loco looks around and sees 9 who is already staring in his direction. she gives a cute wave with the top half of her hand as if to say 'bye!'

*Loco walks as fast as he can after Mizzy

*stumbles in*
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*nobodie's there, plunders coffee bar*