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Earth date – 25th March 2257, Starfleet Academy halls of residence (evening)
'Let's get it on' A little M rating
The night before
"Commander Boyfriend returning tomorrow, what do you have planned?" Gaila asked, sitting on Uhura's bed, massaging her feet. For a change Gaila had clothes on and was not going out for the evening.
Her friend shrugged her shoulders. "Go out to dinner, maybe see a play or something." Uhura replied feeling relaxed. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain and reflexively pulled her feet.
"Ouch, Gaila, that hurts!"
Gaila pushed her legs away and stood arms folded.
"Talk about two leaps forward and four jumps back. Have I not taught you anything?"
"Gaila, its one step forward and …"
"I am standing on the floor, do not interrupt while I am standing on the floor. Right now, there is nothing valuable coming out of your mouth, so listen!"
Uhura sat up in shock, Gaila must be really pisse..er angry with her. What had she done now? Orions never told people to cease talking unless they were extremely angry.* She nodded her head, a sign for Gaila to continue.
"You have come this far Nyota, I was so proud that you shared commsex with Commander Green Dick…." She held up her hands.. "I said listen, speak I am doing."
"Now it is time for the next stage, he has already seen you naked via subspace. So why deprive him of the opportunity to touch, stroke and lick the real thing? Logical it is not! The poor male has been without you for two whole Earth weeks. It is a shameless act to welcome him with 'dinner and a play.' "
Uhura bowed her head in Kolari supplication.* Gaila responded.
"You may now speak to me sister."
Uhura raised her head and pointed to a bag in the corner of the room. Her eyes bright with humour as she readied her response.
"I packed an overnight bag Gee, I'm not coming home tomorrow night."
Gaila's face lit up., her mouth opened and squeal. She ran around the room, doing a masterful impression of an old style evangelical human at worship. Uhura attempted to calm down her excitement.
"Gee that doesn't mean anything will happen, not that I wouldn't like it to. Spock might put me in his spare room or something.."
Gaila stopped and hugged her 'sister'. "Ny, believe me tomorrow night your Vulcan is going to play with your kitty. You will leave that apartment purring like a Terran feline. And if by chance you do not. I will send you back until you both get it right."
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"Oooh Nyota, ooo your pussy pleases me. Oooo Nyota I release myself into you..Arrgghhhhh!"
Uhura lay there as Spock pumped into her, one, two, three strokes and it was all over. All that build up for this?! She would be better off playing their sex tape or even watching a Kolari movie with Gaila. She would see and probably, get more action. What should she do, maybe this was how Vulcans had sex. It was short and logical, three strokes and you're out..literally. What a disappointment! What a waste of a sexy body! What a…
"Wake up Ny, are you alright? You are going to be late again if you do not arise now."
Gaila dragged the duvet off Uhura. She shot up, doing her deer in the headlights impersonation and called for the time. It was 6.30am, time to prepare for her weekly meet at the track.
As her mind cleared, she repeated over and over to herself.
"Just a dream Nyota, it was just a dream."
Author's notes
Evil cliffie…hehehehe
*Cultural customs created by the writer