Uhura Walked into a Bar - Volume 1

by The-Watcher-Observes

Sometimes the best defense is a good left hook. Read bar tales of Nyota Uhura - certified badass - and her victims. The Xenophobe Ch-3, The Ex-Wife Ch-5, The Xeno-Psychologist Ch-9, The Ex-Fiancee Ch-13, The Envoy Ch-20, The Career Change Ch-29, The Boys' Club Ch-34, The Swimsuit Calendar with Donal(d) Trump(e) Ch-39. Thanks - *53,000* hits!

7. All I Got Left is My Bones

Tears wound a random path through his days-old beard stubble; a whimper weakened the gruff voice.

"I don't have that kind of money. I don't wanna take that money from my baby. God knows I've given her little enough as it is. Abby said it was okay, that we'd figure it out. She thinks I should just give ALL the money to Jocelyn and make a deal to end the alimony but that's not right. Jocelyn's stealing from my baby -"

"You were never that sentimental about me, Leonard" the sultry voice of Jocelyn McCoy purred.

Uhura understood McCoy's attraction to the witch. Jocelyn McCoy satisfied McCoy's addictive pattern: statuesque with ample breasts and shapely legs. Uhura admitted grudgingly that Jocelyn had a stunning face. Her long hair's color sat somewhere between fresh and dried blood red. Her porcelain pallor brought to mind the nosferatu - vampires.

"Jocelyn, is it? Whatever your relationship with Len may have been, you have no right to live off of his successes forever. It's just unfortunate that Earth's court system is stuck in the early 20th century when women could sleep and sue their way to a lifetime income."

Jocelyn gave Uhura the once over, disdain and curiosity warring for dominance in her expression. And something else... Jealousy?

"If you're the next Mrs. McCoy I suggest you keep your day job because as ex-wife number one, I'm first in line."

"The way you're screwing McCoys, I doubt it's your first anything," Uhura shot back.

That brought a genuine belly laugh out of Leonard McCoy. Eyes wide and full of mirth he convulsed so hard with amusement he nearly fell from the bar stool.

"Be careful, Joss," McCoy warned her as he wiped his eyes, "this one can handle you!"

Uhura smiled at Leonard McCoy; his dignity made a timely return as more and more of the bar's patrons viewed the premier sparring match between Uhura and Jocelyn.

"I don't know about handling her, Len. I'm not one for touching items everyone's had their hands on."

Jocelyn's mouth dropped open at the roar of laughter led by Leonard McCoy but joined by the bar's customers.

Embarrassed, Jocelyn reacted by slapping Uhura.

Turning to the bartender, Uhura quickly asked for a copy of the security tapes and for the bartender to retrieve the manager.