Twi Trek

Chapter 21

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Doctor," I cautioned, willing Boner to simmer down.

"Perhaps I might be of some service?" The ensign's warm eyes shone with empathy from under her disguise.

"Yes," I agreed. "After the briefing, follow McCoyty to sick bay."

"Aye, Captain," she nodded.

McCoyty took a challenging step toward me. "Good GOD, man! You're not putting me alone with that ...creature?" His face twisted into an expression of horror I hadn't seen since we'd left the vomit-lined streets of Planet Ipecac.

"Captain, if I may...?"

"What is it, Whitspock?"

"I believe the ensign was on the verge of illuminating the Rimjob experience."


A/N: I'm baaaack! And what madness has taken place here while I've been away? Splooge-lined streets and wisecracking doctors?

Thank you to my fellow taters for doing the heavy lifting in my absence while Mr. Born Tater took me to some very wet but very fun places! ("I thought you liked being wet!" he actually said as I ran through a ginormous puddle.) You can blame Shell's awesome phone emoticons for the imagery of Planet Ipecac, outer space's own vomitorium.

Looking forward to catching up with all you crazy people reading and reviewing. *waves hello to Mr. H* Come on, honey, leave us just ONE REVIEW? Pretty, pretty please-with me on top?

xxx ~IDH