Chapt. 4 – Roommates

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OK, so Cadet Uhura is excited about the Vulcan Professor asking her to lunch. You know she has to share this bit of news with her friend and roommate Gaila. We can't leave Gaila and the rest of the gang out… now can we?

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"Gaye, girl you will not believe what happened this morning!" she said, as she excitedly grabbed her roommate by the shoulders.

Gaye was Nyota's nickname for her Orion roommate, Gaila. Gaye because Gaila had a most beautiful smile; it lit up an entire room when she flashed it and seemed to make everyone else want to smile too. Gaye, because Gaila was so colorful; true, she had flawless green skin, gorgeous red curly, bouncy hair; and perfect white teeth, but; Ny meant her personality and not her Orionness. Gaye had personality by the boatload, and she was built like a brick house. Not to mention, Gaye could be positively hilarious when she wanted to be. Ny thought the world of Gaila and over the years as roomies, they had come to be closer than sisters and agreed and disagreed like true sisters.

"Oh Ny, do I have to guess? Why can't you just tell me?"

"Well, Commander Spock invited me to have lunch with him this Friday." Ny bounced happily, hugging herself tightly, her smile growing wider with each word.

It was no secret to Gaila, that her roommate was totally in love with the Vulcan professor. What she could not understand was why. True, the professor was eye-candy, but he was as cold as an ice cube on Delta Vega.

"Ny, tell me, is this a personal lunch date?" she said, while she straightened her red Starfleet uniform.

"No…, of course it isn't." Nyota said, her smile turning into a pout.

"I didn't think so. So, what's up?", now mimicking Ny's pout.

"Oh, he just wants to talk about my future plans with Starfleet. If I plan to stay on, I suppose.

Maybe he wants me to consider running the language array lab or something. I really have no idea.

He told me to wear something modest."

"Humph. That's no fun. Where is he taking you anyways? Hey wait a minute. Ny, he knows that all you ever talk about is the Enterprise. What? Does he think you will quit if you don't get assigned to the star ship you want? He knows we are under contract to stay with Starfleet for five years after we graduate." She said, gently tugging at the hem of her uncomfortably short uniform.

"Yeah, we are. Now, I'm curious to know why he really wants to talk to me." Nyota quickly turned to look at her roommate with a look of sudden realization on her face and shrieked, "Oh no, Gaye! I didn't get the Enterprise."

"You don't know that Ny." Gaila hurriedly reached over to grab Ny's arm to calm her roommate before she went all hysterical. "Just go to lunch with 'Professor Good-body' and find out what he wants you to know."

"Alright! But promise me that you won't tell anyone about his asking me to lunch because it's not like that. It is not a date!"

"Oh OK! Now, let's get to the important stuff. What modest little outfit are you going to wear?"

"I think I'll wear jeans and my red sweatshirt." Ny looked at Gaila wide-eyed as though waiting for her approval.

Gaila slowly nodded her head up and down a few times, "That'll work, but you have got to wear your slim jeans and your new red heels and not some tired old sweatshirt."

"Oh my God, no! No red heels! If I am going to hear bad news, I want to be dressed in the most modest outfit I have and I'm not going dressed like some two-dollar hooker. But, thanks for your advice, Gaye!"

"Look at it this way, Ny; at least he'll know you've come dressed for success." Gaye said, with a teasing grin.

She looked at Gaila with a sidelong stare. Then, Ny rolled her eyes and both girls began to giggle.

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Friday morning, Gaila was up early. Her main goal in life was to get her roommate dressed for her non-date luncheon appointment with Commander Spock. She rummaged in Ny's underwear drawer and took out a red lace bra and matching bikini panties. From the closet she retrieved blue stretch denim body-fit jeans, and from her own clothing she took out a tailored off white eyelet blouse with a low V-neckline and scalloped hem. She also took out her own 3-inch black heels and over the shoulder bag for her roommate. Nyota had a black fitted linen jacket that Gaila felt would be perfect for the ensemble she had put together. It was a bit cool for late spring and a day that threatened a thunderstorm.

When Ny announced that she was going to wear jeans and her Starfleet sweatshirt, Gaila shuddered. She was now on a mission to make her roomie look good.

Nyota was really nervous about lunch with the Commander and had tossed and turned until the birds began to chirp. So, Gaila decided to let her sleep in a bit. Later she would help her friend get dressed to meet the hot Vulcan that she had tacked the nick-name of 'Professor Good-body' onto. Gaila giggled and went to the replicator to key in a cup of Raktajino with toast and perched herself on her bed leaning on the pillows she had propped against the wall.

Gaila looked over at her roommate and secretly hoped that Commander Spock would get an eyeful of red lace at the neckline of Ny's blouse. Ny needed excitement. Gaila reasoned that it was time for Ny to find a guy to spice up her life and love her like she deserved to be loved. She needed a guy as hot as Gaila's own Jim Kirk.

Jim had a way about himself; he was a complex guy; who knew what he wanted and went for it. Nearly every time they were alone together, he always managed to get her undressed and down to her underwear. When he looked at her with his beautiful blue eyes, she would do anything for him. Gaila chuckled as she thought; her Jim could probably charm the knickers off of a seagull in flight.

Of course, she knew he would be trying to take things to the limit. He couldn't resist her pheromones. But, she didn't think hers really affected him that much; he seemed to have an over-abundance of his own. Jim was quite the ladies man and Gaila was insatiable by her Orion nature. She could work any man to the point of intense desire.

Jim knew he wasn't her only admirer, but when she tried to convince him that he was the one she loved, he thought her confession of love was weird. Jim knew that they were very much alike where conquests of the opposite sex were concerned. In fact, he was aware that she had way more notches than he would ever have. But, he liked Gaila anyway, and they had great fun together.

She was aware that Nyota didn't think very much of Jim. Ny felt Jim was a hound-dog who was just using Gaila. She had even forbidden Gaila to tell Jim her first name after having told her how they had met in Iowa. It really didn't matter to Gaila because she didn't think much of the Professor as a love interest for Ny. She felt Ny could do so much better than the ever dispassionate Commander Spock.

Even with her pheromones, Gaila had not been able to get the hot, steamy Vulcan to notice her shapely green bod. She had wondered before if he was just not into women.

Now, here he was taking Ny to lunch. Looking over at her sleeping roommate, she smiled and whispered, "You, go girl."

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Raktajino – Klingon Coffee, served blue or green, steamed or iced.

A/N A huge thank you to Aphrodite420, she's one tough Beta. I truly appreciate her help.

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