Hotel Victor Alpha Charlie Hotel Echo Lima Lima

I was head first in a supply crate, a week into being here and the heat was killing me, I needed something, anything that could pass for a summer uniform. Noticing how desperate I was getting about the heat, Cleveland suggested I look in the supply station, thankfully the Manjuu were at least helpful here, sort of. When I mentioned that I was hot and needed something for summer weather, they brought me a micro bikini, that was still wet, and one that I'm fairly sure I saw one of the girls wearing a few hours before. Tossing girl clothes out of the crate, I hear a voice behind me, which startles me a little, causing me to fall into the crate, "If you wanted to see someone naked, Captain, I'm sure I could get Buffy in here."

Turning around and poking my head up, I see Wooster, covering her chest with one hand and the other covering her crotch, the expression she had on her face was a mix of amusement and surprise before she asked, "Or are you one of those guys that likes to wear women's underwear?"

Reaching up slowly to the top of my head, I take off what was sitting on my head and see it's a pair of lacy underwear and I quickly toss it to the side, my cheeks were so hot and I look off to the side as I ask, "I take it the bikini was yours?"

"No, I just came in here, soaking wet and naked for the fun of it." She responds with heavy sarcasm.

I sink back under the crate top as I say, "I'll uh, hide in here while you get something on."

"Whatever arms your torp, Captain." She tells me as I hear her feet on the floor move a little, after a couple of minutes she added, "Alright, I got a shirt on."

Sticking my head back up, I see she's in what would normally be a baggy white tee shirt, but well, with her being soaking wet, it was see-through and sticking to her. I cough into my hand and rub the back of my head as I say, "Um, Wooster?"

"What?" she asks while folding her arms under her small boobs.

"Do you, uh, know what happens with thin white shirts when you get them wet?" I ask, still feeling my cheek starting to give off the heat of the sun.

"I'm not a fucking idiot, they get…" she starts before groaning, then moves her hands over her chest, "see through."

"Yeah." I mumble and turn my back to her.

I hear her feet shift around before she asks, "Are you busy this weekend Captain? I'm getting a beach party together since Buffy's launch day is coming up and I kind of want to do something for her since it's her first launch day since coming online."

I blink a couple of times, my voice giving off more surprise than I intended, "She's only a year old?"

"Her design is a lot older, but she's one of those blueprint ships that were designed from the ground up to fight sirens, but well, she got completed too late to take part." Wooster says to me over her shoulder and I can hear the care in her voice as she adds, "And a bunch of my combat data got used for her, so, in a strange way, she's kind of like a little sister to me."

"I thought you couldn't stand her?" I ask risking a look over my shoulder.

Wooster was nearly the same color as her hair as she said, "Like a big sister and a little sister. She's annoying, but in the end she's family, ya know?"

"Yeah, I get that." I say with a sigh before adding, "I'll see what I can do."

"Grate," Wooster says with a wink before opening the supply station door and laughing, "and seriously Captain, I think lace is your thing."

"Is not!" I shout as the door slams shut behind her.

Climbing out of the crate, I start digging in the lockers till I find a pair of fabric scissors, picking them up and clipping them open a closed a few times I sigh, "I'll get new ones on order as soon as I'm back at the office, but desperate times call for desperate measures."

Putting them back down, I undo my belt, take off my pants and start trimming away at the pant legs. I was almost done when I hear the door open again, and then a woman squealed in shock, I look over to see Buffalo covering her face with both hands, clothing at her feet, and just between her fingers I can see her eyes and I shrug, continuing to adjust my pants into shorts as I say, "I got underwear on."

She makes some incoherent noises before slamming the door shut again, letting me continue in peace.

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The walk back to the command center was actually nice, granted I wasn't in uniform, my jacket and shirt were in the office, so I just had on a tank top, and some makeshift shorts, but good god was it nice to not be boiling in my own juices for once!

Opening the command center door, I noticed it was oddly quiet, even for this place from what I learned, normally you can hear the AC unit running a little car engine running well past the red line. My curiosity peaked just as I picked up the faintest hint of gunpowder. Sniffing the air, I used the smell to guide me to where it was coming from, as I start going upstairs, I notice the smell is stronger. Eventually, I reach the roof and open the door and I feel like I've been punched in the gut. Scattered across the roof from the AC unit to this door, are parts of the AC unit. Hanging my head I let out a cry of frustration, "Oh come on! This was one of the few working units here!"

Closing the door, I head back down to my office; maybe the Manjuu can fix this.

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Once I got to my office, I saw that the secretary's door was open, like normal, and like normal, no one was behind the desk. This time, however, my office door was also open, with a head tilt, I went and stuck my head in, and what I saw defiantly had an effect on me. Ticonderoga was lying starched out on my couch, her tight blue and black uniform, looking like it was stuck to her, but it was the Popsicle in her mouth that really did me in, the way she moved it in and out brought back some very, very pleasant memories. Shaking the memory away for now, I'll try to recall it later tonight, I ask, "Ticonderoga?"

She arches her back making a content noise, then kicks her legs over, but keeping them crossed as she sits up and slowly, pulls the popsicle out with a popping sound that made me groan and she winked at me as she asked, "Why Captain, are you thinking something indecent?"

"Yes, but that's beside the point, what can I do for you?" I tell her, might as well be honest, I mean we have seen each other naked.

She smirks and kisses the tip of the popsicle making a content noise again before winking and giggling as she asks, "The rest of the girls wanted to ask you about getting the Manjuu to take a look at our dorm HVAC unit, it's not sounding good."

"No can do." I tell her as I go and sit behind my desk and start figuring out how to put in an urgent work request to the Manjuu. Looking up over the screen I see Ticonderoga get off the couch and walk over to my desk, leaning forward as she licks the popsicle and asks, "Please?"

I give off another groan before I tell her, "I can't because the HVAC for the command center apparently exploded while I was making a makeshift summer uniform."

Ticonderoga leans back, blinking a couple of times before saying, "Yeah, I thought it was hot in here."

Turning my attention to her again I ask, "Speaking of hot, where did you find that?"

"What?" She asks with a head tilt.

"The popsicle." I say to her, my eyes focusing on the dripping item.

She leans forward again and waves it in front of my lips as she teases, "You can have this one, I mean…" I lean in and take a bit bite of it as she protests, "Hey!"

Oh, this is nice; it's got a strong strawberry flavor but a super creamy texture. Closing my eyes I sigh, the coolness of it feels nice. Pushing it off to the side of my mouth I finish what she was going to say, "I mean we have already exchanged more than a kiss or three."

When I open my eyes again, I see she's flushed a little and looks off to the side with her blue eyes before standing upright and folding her arms under her boobs as she says, "Fair point. Anyway I got it out of the freezer in the kitchenette." while finishing with using her right hand to point over her shoulder out of my door.

That gets me out from behind my desk and out to the kitchenette off to the side of the secretary's office, fast, looking in there I just see a fridge and I call back, "Where is the freezer?"

After a few minutes, I hear Ticonderoga approaching from behind, then she passes close enough to rub her left hip against me, before going over to the cabinets, bending over and my mouth dropped open at what I saw or rather didn't see under that short skirt of hers. The blood rushed south, fast, and I said, "Uh, Ticonderoga?"

"Yeah?" she says to me, while still bent over and looking in this pull-out freezer and she then asks, "What flavor do you want? There's strawberry, mango, coconut, melon, and banana."

Moving my hands in front of my crotch I clear my throat and say, "Strawberry, but um, did you forget to put anything on today?"

I hear the sound of a popsicle dropping in the freezer as she takes a hand out from it and covers her rear as she takes on a full-body blush and laughs nervously before picking up the popsicle again as she says, "Noticed that, huh?"

When she closes the drawer again, she has two of them, both strawberry flavored, while handing one to me, I say to her, "Well, it was kind of out there. But no need to be embarrassed about it, I mean I've seen it before."

Ticonderoga sighs and hangs her head as she says, "Believe me, it wasn't intentional today. I usually don't wear any, mostly because I deal with other women all day, and it's just extra laundry. I think the last time I wore any was at the club that night."

Opening the package I take out the square-shaped pink creamy popsicle as I say to her, "I don't mind, I just didn't know if you forgot or anything."

"I wouldn't expect you to mind, but it's kind of embarrassing to get called out on it." She says before opening her second popsicle and slipping it between her lips in a suggestive way, making me groan a little.

"Fair, anyway, I was wondering if you could help me with something?" I ask trying to change the subject.

Ticonderoga fluffs out some of her blue hair as she asks, "Well I see that I've got enough port space for twelve ships, but I only got eight on the roster, and it seems a little heavy so to speak."

"How so?" she asks while I take her back to my office and bring up the roster of my current port, she reads it out, "Cleveland, Worcester, Baltimore, Buffalo, Pensacola, Georgia, Lexington, and me."

"Yeah, looks like two light cruisers, three heavy cruisers, a battleship, and two aircraft carriers. It feels like I'm missing a picket ship and something else." I admit.

Ticonderoga leans over my shoulder, resting her boob on it as she types on my keyboard and brings up the previous roster as she says to me, "Well, there you go, it used to have a twelve here, but no surprise that North Carolina left with Enterprise, I swear those two have been joined at the hips for as long as I've known them. But Ranger rotated out to the Atlantic just before Enterprise left, same for Maryland, and several destroyers. What do you think we need out here?"

Man, she smells good, even if a little sweaty.

Focusing on the screen I say, "I don't know, it'd be nice to maybe have another battleship and another heavy cruiser, just for balanced groups going out."

With a couple of more keystrokes, she brings up a fleet request form and fills it out at blinding speed then hits submit before standing upright and telling me, "Done, when a pair of girls meeting your requirements are freed up, they'll get sent here."

She moves around the side of my desk before leaning over it again and almost brushing her lips against mine as she whispers, "Now, about that HVAC for the dorm?"

"After the commander center HVAC gets fixed, sure." I repeat.

Ticonderoga takes on a bit of a pout before standing upright and starting to leave my office, but watching me over her shoulder looking at her stern, she winks and teases, "Careful, Captain, that's how rumors start."

Before I can counter her, she clicked the door shut, leaving me alone in my office which was quickly starting to push a hundred degrees.

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Late into the evening, I was just getting ready for bed when I hear a knock on my front door. Putting down my toothbrush I head out of the bathroom and over to the door when I open it up, I see all of the girls there and I gulp, they were all in sleepwear, ranging from nightgowns to just camisoles and panties. They each had a pillow under each arm and a sheet under the other. When my head tilted to the side, Ticonderoga spoke up first, "The HVAC died."

I close my eyes and ask, "And let me guess, you can't sleep on your hulls?"

Lexington spoke up, "We could, but regulations won't let us run our engines all night to power the HVAC in port."

Wooster spoke up next, "So, we are sleeping here tonight, Captain."

I was about to protest, but well, it seemed like what I wanted didn't really matter, as they came in anyway and started setting up in my living room. Running my hand down my face I sigh, "Fine, I'll get the Manjuu on task tomorrow to fix your HVAC unit."

"Thank you, Captain." Buffalo mumbles from behind a pillow, doing her best to use it to hide herself.

"Yeah, sure, no problem." I say as I start to make my way to my room, pausing to add, "Don't stay up to late, alright, ladies?"

The collective salutes I got let me know they were going to get up to shenanigans, but well, I guess things could get more dangerous than some pillow fights. Now I just needed to get a good night's sleep.

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When I woke up the next morning, I felt great, but when I opened my bedroom door, I knew I had a new problem, one of the girls in my living room had crawled into my bed last night sought to leave me feeling good this morning and I didn't know who it was.

Fuck my life.

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