The Cyborg Saga II:
Return of the Cyborg 9
17 lay on his bed trying to get some sleep, but the thought of Hasha turning out exactly like him did not suite him at all. He wanted his compassionate, kind, smart, beautiful, wonderful Hasha. The woman he had fallen in love with, that night in the bar years ago. The woman he had planned on asking to marry him the night she had been taken. Gero and Clay had taken two of the women he held most dear, his little sister and his lover. 17 would fight alongside the others to get them back.
'No matter what it takes,' 17 thought has he finally began to drift off to sleep. 'I will get you back Hasha back in my arms where you belong. I will also get you back little sister back where you belong with your family all of us.'
Then 17 finally drifted off to sleep and to endless dreams of endless nights he had spent with Hasha. When he finally fell into a deep sleep a figure crept into the window and crawled on the bed hoovering on all fours over him. She pushed herself back so she was straddling his waist and ran her hands over his bare chest. She leaned down and brushed her lips against his own lips. Then she drew back and 17's eyes snapped open and looked up at the woman hoovering above him.
"Hasha," he whispered in complete awe.
"Hello 17-kun," she whispered seducetively.
17 stared up at her in shock she had changed alot. In fact she had changed so much her clothing was not like her at all. She was wearing a tight, lowcut, midnight blue dress. The dress had slits on both side all the way up to her upper hips. She had spageheti straps resting on her light skin, her dark pink hair fell around her face out of their usually ponytail and her eyes were more golden then before. 17 reached up to touch her cheek her skin was much more softer, she was more like the the woman he used to "date". She looked at him under lowered eyelids and moved so that her lips where near his ear and blew in it. 17 eyes widened and his hips rose off the bed slightly.
"Hasha what have they done to you?" gasped 17.
"Don't you like the new me?" asked Hasha her lips brushing against his ear. "You had other girlfriends like the new me. You seemed to enjoy them do you like me?"
"Hasha this is so unlike you."
"I thought you liked women that acted like this."
"I did before I meet you I liked the old you."
"Why don't you get to know the new me. I am the same has I was before but I am much sexier."
"You have no idea."
"Don't you want to find out what the new me can do?"
"I am finding it very hard to say no."
"Why resist 17-kun."
"I am not about to resist baby," he whispered pulling one of her straps down her arm.
Then Hasha shoot forward and kissed her lush lips.
Later that night______________________________________________
17 was laying in bed with an arm under his head and one draped across Hasha's back. He sighed and closed his eyes. Hasha made him feel like his past lovers had made him feel. It was like choclate sweet when you had but quick to fade. The old Hasha gave him an everlasting satisfaction, he had been adicated to everything about her. Now this he had to get his Hasha back and fast.
Return of the Cyborg 9
17 lay on his bed trying to get some sleep, but the thought of Hasha turning out exactly like him did not suite him at all. He wanted his compassionate, kind, smart, beautiful, wonderful Hasha. The woman he had fallen in love with, that night in the bar years ago. The woman he had planned on asking to marry him the night she had been taken. Gero and Clay had taken two of the women he held most dear, his little sister and his lover. 17 would fight alongside the others to get them back.
'No matter what it takes,' 17 thought has he finally began to drift off to sleep. 'I will get you back Hasha back in my arms where you belong. I will also get you back little sister back where you belong with your family all of us.'
Then 17 finally drifted off to sleep and to endless dreams of endless nights he had spent with Hasha. When he finally fell into a deep sleep a figure crept into the window and crawled on the bed hoovering on all fours over him. She pushed herself back so she was straddling his waist and ran her hands over his bare chest. She leaned down and brushed her lips against his own lips. Then she drew back and 17's eyes snapped open and looked up at the woman hoovering above him.
"Hasha," he whispered in complete awe.
"Hello 17-kun," she whispered seducetively.
17 stared up at her in shock she had changed alot. In fact she had changed so much her clothing was not like her at all. She was wearing a tight, lowcut, midnight blue dress. The dress had slits on both side all the way up to her upper hips. She had spageheti straps resting on her light skin, her dark pink hair fell around her face out of their usually ponytail and her eyes were more golden then before. 17 reached up to touch her cheek her skin was much more softer, she was more like the the woman he used to "date". She looked at him under lowered eyelids and moved so that her lips where near his ear and blew in it. 17 eyes widened and his hips rose off the bed slightly.
"Hasha what have they done to you?" gasped 17.
"Don't you like the new me?" asked Hasha her lips brushing against his ear. "You had other girlfriends like the new me. You seemed to enjoy them do you like me?"
"Hasha this is so unlike you."
"I thought you liked women that acted like this."
"I did before I meet you I liked the old you."
"Why don't you get to know the new me. I am the same has I was before but I am much sexier."
"You have no idea."
"Don't you want to find out what the new me can do?"
"I am finding it very hard to say no."
"Why resist 17-kun."
"I am not about to resist baby," he whispered pulling one of her straps down her arm.
Then Hasha shoot forward and kissed her lush lips.
Later that night______________________________________________
17 was laying in bed with an arm under his head and one draped across Hasha's back. He sighed and closed his eyes. Hasha made him feel like his past lovers had made him feel. It was like choclate sweet when you had but quick to fade. The old Hasha gave him an everlasting satisfaction, he had been adicated to everything about her. Now this he had to get his Hasha back and fast.