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The Pirate and the Princess

The Masaki home had grown quite in recent months as many of the inhabitants had left Aeka and Tenchi left for Juri and their mirage, Mihoshi and Kiyone had left as well to a comfortable early retirement into just cruising around on the jurian royal dollar as their way to pay for any and all expenses. The house was left to now Ryoko, Sasami, Washu, Nobuyuki Masaki, and Katsuhito Masaki. Ryoko had recently taken an interest in helping Sasami in her chores and cooking. The first days had been a nightmare for Sasami Ryoko was more danger prone than Mihoshi was and Mihoshi was danger prone. As the days turned to weeks Ryoko got better and work went faster and Ryoko had started to teach Sasami some of her favorite hobbies such as what was the back ground of each character in her soap operas but Sasami would just put on a fake smile and node occasionally to Ryoko's words.

Ryoko had to admit that hanging around Sasami was fun even more so than when she would sexually harass Tenchi, No…no, no, no being around Sasami could not be better than having sexual contact with Tenchi, but she did still get that special tingle in her lower body around her area.

"Ryoko, could you come here I need some help in the kitchen!" Sasami called from the kitchen in her usual cheerful chiming voice.

Ryoko quickly made her way into the kitchen to find Sasami on a chair trying in vain to reach a high up container. Sasami was wearing a teal kimono with a white apron tied at the waist, her kimono was pulling around her back giving great detail as to her bottom and Ryoko could only stair at what for some reason she found to be the absolute cutest thing in her life.

"Ryoko, could you please help me reach Ryo-okie's treats she won't leave the kitchen for me to cook dinner." Sasami sounded slightly unhappy but not angry, Ryoko floated up to the box of carrot pellets and handed them to Sasami, as she handed them to Sasami their hands connected and Ryoko froze in place her hand would not move and her face was painted with a thick blush. All Ryoko could do was run, she ran to the only person she could think could help, not that she would help, would do it nicely or even could.

Ryoko ran into Washu's lab yelling mom "Mom were are you!" Washu had taken to mimicking a common male human behavior lately and that was listening to music while she worked and her choice in music was even worse she listened to old recordings of her self before she became a criminal.

Ryoko found Washu under an old keypad area of hers with a wrench and the lab wide music system blaring. Ryoko lowered her self down to Washu's level and tapped her shoulder to get her attention; she had found that yelling never got her mother to look at her while the blasted techno was going. Washu slowly slopped and hit a button her wrist to pause the music.

"Yeah!" Washu yelled loudly, "Mom I'm not def." Ryoko retorted, "Sorry I'm getting use to the music what is it you never call me mom unless something bad happened like when Kiyone landed in the lake in a GP cruiser." Washu paused to look at her daughter and seeing her face still painted with a blush and her hands nervously rubbing over one another. "Oh did some one find her self a cute boy today, were you online in those naughty websites?" Washu poked like an annoying schoolgirl. "No!" Ryoko quickly fired back "It wasn't on the net it was here in the house." Ryoko seamed shacking and quite like Tenchi had died. "What is it?" Washu probed leading Ryoko over to a table and they both sat down. "I…I…I think I have feelings for Sasami." Ryoko looked down at her hands as Washu laughed, "Oh you almost had me my little Ryoko and Sasami that's a first!" Ryoko turned at her mother "How dare you say that I think I love Sasami and you just laugh at me, I came to you for help not to joke!" Ryoko was standing now and had Little Washu's shirt collar in a death grip.

Sasami put the box of carrot treats back and was now sitting at the dinning table thinking of what Ryoko had down she had frozen when there hand touched and her face was almost totally red, then she ran to Washu, usually if Ryoko had a problem she handled it her self but she went to Washu why?

"Sorry kiddo I can't help you here." Washu stated plainly to Ryoko "What why not?" Ryoko seemed desperate for Washu's help here but she couldn't do it. "Please mom I'll do anything." Ryoko was defiantly desperate for help she never said please or pleaded for help especially from Washu. "Nope just do what your heart and brain say and you'll be fine" Washu plainly stated "But they said go to Washu; Mom you got to help me I'm nervous I'll do something dumb." "Well then you defiantly have feelings for her your scared of embarrassing your self in front of her." With that Ryoko left seeing that Washu would be no help to her at all.

"Dinner time!" Sasami yelled as Ryoko emerged from the Subspace lab. The meal went by quietly as was the new norm now that most of the people had left the house leaving just the three girls and the two men. After dinner was finished Ryoko approached Sasami and said "Sasami I need to go to bed early I don't feel well." with that said Ryoko departed throw the roof to her room.

As Ryoko fazed her self out of her clothes she wondered if Sasami would find her body appealing, if she would feel that special something when she saw her this way. Ryoko sat down on her bed and thought not of Sasami talking to her, of her reaction, just of what her body would look like nude that all natural look and the feel. Ryoko slowly reclined her self on her bed and spread her lags as her body started to get wet from her mental images of Sasami's body and slowly she moved her hand down to her nexus and she started to pose Sasami in her mind slowly she started to move her middle and index finger into herself her thumb playing with her clit she never neared orgasm this fast when thinking of Tenchi she was almost there and she had only started a few moments ago she was pumping faster now faster and faster till finally she climaxed and all she could see was white and her perfect always innocent Sasami.