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This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...Diana, a bit apprehensive, walked up Ship's ramp. The hatch opened and she went on inside.

"Hello, Diana. May I help you?" Ship said, her voice a cross between seductive and business.

"If you don't mind, I would like to have a chat with you."

"Of course."

"Could we do it on the Bridge?" And Diana was suddenly there.

The Clan Queen almost giggled as she looked around her. "May I?" she asked as she walked over, but for some reason today, paused before sitting in the Captain's seat.

Ship returned. "If you do not tell him, I will not," she responded with a hint of amusement in her voice. "Refreshments?" she asked, continuing with some of the etiquette lessons she had learned.

"Would iced lemonade be a problem?"

"No problem," Ship replied a millisecond before the refreshment appeared in the drink holder on the arm of the seat, the sides of the glass already beginning to frost.

Diana sipped and complemented Ship on the taste.

"It is, after all, your recipe." Ship returned.

"Hmmm. Somehow, it tastes better when someone else prepares it."...

Have a goodun;

Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...There was a lot of whispering that went on between the two as Morales and Jasmine bathed, but Ashley and Christine weren't able to make out more than a word now and then.

Jasmine, wearing a light pink negligée that covered everything - barely - walked out first. Her thick brunette hair - and growing thicker now that she was enhanced - had been vigorously towel-dried by her husband, but it was still damp and had been brought around, already in gentle waves, to tumble down toward her right breast. Her breasts didn't have any sag before the enhancement, and now would never have after the enhancement. The cool air of the cave on her damp body had caused her nipples to swell and elongate, which, of course, Morales loved.

It was all Jasmine could do to walk out without wrapping a towel around herself, but the negligée was made to show off her body, so she forced herself to stand straight as she walked beside her mate. The garment covered everything, but it would only take a flick of the wrist to uncover a breast. While standing, the length covered her nether regions, but only barely. It would readily provide her husband with easy access to her lovely body.

Both Ashley and Christine had known that Jasmine had a beautiful face, but with the fatigues they all wore, they could tell little about her shape, other than she was neither fat nor skinny. They knew only generally about her background, but her life as an anthropologist had certainly kept her fit. In short, she was beautiful, and she had just proven it when she walked out wearing that negligée...

Have a goodun;

Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

..."Di," he quietly said as he touched her arm to have her stop in the hallway.

"Not now," she returned. "She'll be here any minute."

"Let her wait," Jeff responded, his voice serious, "this is more important. Di, if I've ignored you, it was unintentional - very much so. Lover, I adore you. In my defense, it's just that doing practically anything outside our grounds requires an escort and a lot of work for our Security people - and danger to my wives if they are the ones going." When she started to respond, he touched her lips with his fingertips.

"You're right, and I've avoided going practically anywhere with you and my other wives because of just what almost happened to Aiko." His voice changed and he practically snarled, "Why is it that there is always someone wanting to harm us?"

"Jeff, I… I guess I understand. I shouldn't have brought it up, particularly now. Just forget what I said. I know why you haven't taken me - all of us - anywhere other than a shopping expedition now and then, but we get tired of eating our own cooking. Look, I'm just spoiled. I have everything a woman could want, and yet I want more. It's just me, I suppose. Anyway, we need to hurry and go greet your next wife."

"No, Hon, we need to get this settled now, and Baby, please," he stammered out, "I have enough wives, and with you upset…"

Have a goodun;

Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

..."Uh, Jasmine…"

"You can call me Jas or even Hey You, if you like," Jasmine teased.

Ashley didn't have the courage to call her "Hey You," even in jest. "Uh, Jas, We were wondering," Ashley said. "We, uh… could go farther into the cave while you and Morales make love… I mean, we can't have penetration and you can, so…"

"You aren't going anywhere," Jasmine quickly responded. "I don't know whether he made love to you with his mouth the way he does to me, but he's darned good at it. I'm quite certain that an hour or so of that and both of you will be out of it and won't care in the least what he's doing to me."

"He has done it with us, but we didn't know if you…" Christine began, her face going red.

Before Jasmine could say anything, Ashley blurted. "Jasmine, we're both… scared half to death."

"Why?" she gasped out. "You've known him longer than I have." She fervently hoped they didn't think she was implying anything about their having been prostitutes.

"Uh, it's not Morales. To be truthful, we're afraid that we'll do or say something that will make you change your mind about us being here and marrying your man," Ashley almost gasped out...

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Roust

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...Christine looked over at her partner, "You know, I think we're going to like living here when we get used to it. Back in our little house, there was never total quiet with the traffic and all the big city sounds that were a constant background to everything we did. But here, it's sooo quiet that we can hear the percolator even from where the chickens stay. I can imagine sitting by the fire to wake up in the mornings while listening to the percolator do its thing. It's… a restful sound."

"Yeah. I agree," Ashley replied, but I think it's going to take a little while for me to get used to this much quiet."

After some time, the sounds from the coffee pot stopped and there was no longer liquid coming into the glass bulb. "Do you think it's ready?" Ashley asked her partner.

"Well," Christine said, "it's not making that odd noise any longer, but your guess is as good as mine."

Ashley took one of the fur pieces that was hanging conveniently near and moved the pot out of the flames and onto the rock beside the fire. "I've never used a fur potholder before," she said with a chuckle.

"Are you going to try it, the coffee I mean?" Christine asked with a grin.

A frown passed over Ashley's beautiful face. "We just about have to. We certainly don't want Jasmine to come back and pour a cup of the weakest…"

"… or the strongest," Christine inserted.

"…cup of coffee in the world," Ashley finished as they both giggled.

"Well, it looks like coffee, anyway," Christine said after she poured the first cup...

Have a goodun;

Roust