Chapter 2One Night Spock
"I've wanted this for so long, Mr. Spock,"
Sigh.
"you can't imagine how long I've been waiting"
"We started working together three years ago, we consummated for the first time 7 hours ago, so I estimate that at some point in the interim, most likely in the first month after we met, you began to develop your affection for me."
Sigh.
"That's about right."
Sigh
"I guess you can imagine. I've always desired to be closer to you, but last night, when you called me to your room and told me to take off all my clothes and assume the position- that's when I knew it was love."
Cough.
"yes, well… it is now very late in the morning, and there's work to be done, so…"
"Do you love me, too, Mr Spock? I can't just leave off here, not knowing. Tell me."
Cough.
"Clean yourself up and get dressed- your shift began an hour ago."
Gasp.
"Mr Spock?"
"I am still your superior officer, and I still won't stand for idleness from red shirts, and I won't stand it from you, regardless of the thunderous nature of your thighs."
Sigh.
"Fine"
Shuffle, scuffle, kafuffle.
"Mr Spock, you make it very difficult to keep my clothes on when you keep undressing me with your eyes."
"I am doing no such thing. I am not one of Plato's children."
Sigh.
Shuffle, scuffle, kafuffle.
"how do I look, Mr Spock? Do you think I look pretty?"
Cough.
"your facial features are mostly symmetrical, you have clear skin, a pink tongue, bright eyes, average body temperature, adequate body mass index, good stamina, laudable flexibility, hair and make-up in keeping with what seems to be fashionable right now…"
"That's all very well, but do you think I'm pretty?"
Cough.
"you are a fine, typical specimen of a fertile human female."
Sigh.
"typical."
"not typical-remarkable. Remarkable in ways… that I cannot explain."
Sigh. Smile. Shuffle, scuffle, kafuffle. Kiss, kiss, exit.