A/N: For the sake of flow and relatable characters, Goya the female turian will now be renamed Nyreen Kandros. Aria's former lover from the DLC.

PURGATORY

Next Chapter NINE

Juicy

It was late into the night when all the chosen prisoners were escorted into a secure shuttle that moved between the prison wards. It was rather boxy and felt more like a freight elevator. In fact, Kelly was convinced that is exactly what it was. Everyone looked exhausted except Sha'ira, who seemed to be accustomed to – physically rigorous experiences.

Painfully rotating her right arm, Nyreen muttered, "Blessed be. I forgot how intense the hunger of a battle turian could be." The former military veteran twisted and stretched her arms grimacing the whole time. "I think I will be sore for a while after that."

Concerned Kelly held up her white cloak as if to wipe away something. "Nyreen you're bleeding."

Dabbing the bite mark on her shoulder, the former war hero chimed, "Merely a flesh wound. Nothing to worry about child."

Kelly watched with great disbelief as Nyreen's tough skin leaked precious fluids. The elongated oval impression was much different than the near circular pattern of a human's bite. Still concerned, the human commented, "I'd hate to see what you consider a war wound then."

A short yet amused expression shot at the red head before the turian forgot that they were not the best of friends and wanted to change the subject quickly. Not seeing any of the human's blood on her white cloak the turian nearly purred, "So, how was your evening?"

Standing back in the corner, if there was one in the cramped container, the eldest prisoner, Sha'ira mused as she watched the small group of women interact. She thought it interesting how the gang lines and segregation of races blurred as the chosen ones they made their way back to the wards.

Nearly hitting everyone in the space as she flung her cape over one shoulder Kelly answered, "Uneventful thank fully. Some horny volus got a new environment suit mod and he was just dying to try it out." Adjusting her thigh high stocking the red head went on. "Luckily all I had to do was shake my ass a little. It was quite boring."

Surprised by the lack of intimacy, unlike her evening had been, Nylena questioned, "If you two didn't touch then what did you use for motivation?"

Tossing her cape back down as if she were suddenly conscious of her attire, Kelly offered, "Oh I just thought of my Nef." Following a little snort, the red head explained, "The volus was quite boring until he fell off his chair. It took three guards to get him on his feet. He kept saying, "I'm a biotic god." Over and over again." The woman rolled her eyes as she dramatized her story while everyone laughed.

"Beats my night" spat the only woman still in her prison outfit.

Sad to loose the spot light, Kelly faced the only other human, "Oh yeah, what did you have to do tonight."

"I had another creepy polictian with momma issues."

Suddly disgusted, Kelly said, "Ew, you didn't have to sleep with him did you, Diana?"

"Oh God no!" Chewing on her very short nails, Waters reported with a scour, "But he did have me bang his old lady like a cheap hooker on a Friday night."

The gang typically would of loved hearing the juicy details but after seeing the very sour look on the lesbian's face, even the asari did not want to hear more.

The turian still stretching out the kinks, remarked, "Sorry 'bout your luck kid."

"Yeah it's over. But I'll feel a lot better after a shower or two."

Nylena still being a rather young and ambicious asari offered in a seductive manner, "Let me know if you need any help with those showers."

The lesbian chuckled at the thought but her smirk quickly vanished. Diana knew that asari actually preferred human females over men because they resembled the blue race more. However, making it worse was that lesbians were gourmet on the food chain of humans. As they would say since it had become taboo to mate with another asari, lesbians were the next best thing to an asari. The dark haired woman sighed, she knew that they were not in the same gang and it would be greatly frowned upon had she attempted to take up the young woman's offer. In fact, it had only taken a subtle glance from the older asari, Sha'ira, that the eager to please woman took a few steps back and returned to the asari's side.

"Thanks doll, maybe another time." Knowing there would never be another time, the butchy woman tried to slick back her now messy hair.

Trying to recover the earlier relaxed mood that was nearly lost, Kelly Champers quipped, "Besides Nyreen, did anyone make it out without any new scars?"

A bit thankful each woman chuckled as their hands quickly brushed against their bodies ensuring everything was exactly as it had been before. It wasn't until Nylena breathlessly announced, "Everything exactly as it was –" The young asari leaned heavily against the steel wall, "except my stamina."

"Amen to that sister" mused the turian as the others replied with similar confirmations.

Still dabbing at the blood trail from her shoulder, the turian veteran leaned against the wall behind her, "So, what kind of fun did you two get into tonight."

The younger asari lifted off the wall suddenly excited. "Oh it was amazing." She paused before continuing, waiting for Sha'ira's approval. When the soft nod answered, Nyreen was all a glow. "Like I said it was amazing. There were these two," she looked back at her mentor recalling the memory, "older asari matriarchs who had nearly lost their desire for each other." The woman was now eagerly standing in the middle addressing everyone.

"But with my help-" The older wiser asari coughed sternly, interrupting the story. Nylena glanced back at her mentor, "Of course, with my help and the great Sha'ira's sublime expertise, we were able to remind them just how much they were in love with each other."

Diana Waters began to fill bile in the back of her throat as she shot the turian a puking action. Answering, Nyreen whispered, "Yeah, that's a bit much even for me."

However, Kelly's full attention was focused on the asari speaking. Her hands were clasped in front of her as she looked on all dreamy eyed with each sentence spoken. Diana couldn't help thinking she looked like a 12 year old little girl hearing about Prince Charming for the first time. Taking the cigarette from behind her ear, the lesbian choked, "God kill me now."

Ignoring the disconcerted expressions of half the room, the thrilled asari continued her delicious story with vigor. After the voluptuous details about the two beautiful matriarchs were, Diana puffed on her cig and passed it over to the turian, "I guess some dirt is better than no dirt." Reaching back for the cigarette, the lesbian added, "Besides, everyone knows how easy the asari are on the eyes."

"Got that damn right." Nyreen answered after holding in the smoke as long as possible.

The lesbian had begun leaning forward as Nyreen, Matriarch Sha'ira's prodigy, continued her story and was getting into the good stuff.

"So after we preformed our ceremonial prayer to Goddess Athame. We tell them to look into each others eyes as Sha'ira and I begin to slowly, and very carefully." She glances in Diana's direction, who is now all ears, "you know it is a perfected skill of removing one's clothing."

"Yeah yeah, just get to the good stuff, what did you do then?" Drooled the lesbian human.

Happy to comply, the asari went on. "With my lips hovering just above one of their neck lines, one of my hands began to caress – "

The door abruptly shot open. All eyes deadened when Superintendent Lawson was standing there, reading her omni-tool. Frowning with delight, the hard ass super informed the occupants, "Well story time is over girls. Back to your cells." The long linky dark-haired beauty ignored the complaining grunts and quickly silenced the bunch with, "Who was that, that wants to visit solitary again?"

Dragging her leather boots across the deck, Diana muttered to no one in particular, "God I swear she has a real talent for screwing up any kind of joy here."

Grumbling herself from missing out on the juicy details she would never hear now, Nyreen shot back, "I hear that's why they call it Purgatory!"