Chapter 14

Captain’s Log: Elite Warrant Officer Sam Miller.

I like that title. It grows on one in time, say three or four cycles. Then, there is the realization that your dreams have come true. Getting the title and the Federation Cross of Valor, too. Somehow, Bonnie’s grandfather went a little overboard with that recommendation.

Of course, he would never have gotten that little medal pushed, though, if Sue hadn’t added her political clout. Bonnie got one and was promoted to full captain on an independent duty assignment. She must polish that little medal twice a day, at least.

Well, that tells you how much alike we are. I am afraid her captain’s pips can’t be worn aboard the ship. We have adopted the same uniform as we required of our AI crew. There is nothing to pin them to but skin.

Oh, I finally got that bug fixed in the broadband broadcast system. Sue is a trendy IA image amongst the various warships of the Federation. I know Bonnie was not fooled by my sharing the many glimpses of Sue with the rest of the Star Federation Fleet. She has even been offered several holo-vid roles in the ‘entertainment industry’ (You know, that is such an excellent way to say ‘porn actress,’ don’t you think?).

However, once the FONG unit was removed from the life pod, I was afraid that I couldn’t handle all the minds simultaneously being in my head.

FONG has been assigned to another hotshot pilot to finish her training. She did not want to leave us, but she had little choice in the matter. The only consolation was that her personality would be replicated once the training was complete. At some point, we would get a copy of her completed crystal.

Having accomplished the impossible, we have now been tasked with something a little more mundane. With any luck, we will succeed in our next assignment.

So, I lead my ship and crew from Lacky Station. We jumped into the badlands of Warco Prime. It is a system in a state of anarchy. Without a government, no law exists except that of ‘might make right.’ It promises to be a harrowing adventure if the admiral is correct. Lawless individuals overran the star base thirty-five years ago after toppling the planetary government. The federation still needs to attempt to retake the system.

We are going there as a recon mission. An opportunity may present itself to do some hunting. This is the kind of place renegade pirates love to call home. Although the Star Base remains open to traders, only some would dare trade there.

Those that do trade there tend to be questionable in and of themselves. Usually, they are dealing with illicit drugs, contraband, and enslaved people. Personally, the most troubling one to me was slavery. Since promotion, the only problem I have encountered is that when the pirates figure out who I am, they scatter to the four winds. Blowing up more than one of them at a time makes it difficult.

Even our arch-enemy Rouge has yet to drop in on us through the telepathic link. When I think about it, she’s probably tired of the mental images I keep sending her. I am sure that she can’t stand seeing me plowing my way into Sue’s body, which is something I have done so many times. I wonder if we will ever run into her again. Then again, would it be a bad thing if we didn’t?

End Log.

I checked in on Bonnie and Annette. Bonnie was still out cold in the new oversized sleep chamber. I walked over to them. I saw that the Annette AI Unit’s ‘strap on’ dildo was still buried in Bonnie’s pussy from behind as they lay spooned together. She looked so peaceful lying there. Annette was looking up at me, and she smiled. The AI Units never sleep, but they can sure pretend to. I know I like waking up next to them, myself.

The Jenny AI Unit was manning the ship’s scanners. It was her shift as we coasted through space. I had dropped the ‘My Love’ from Warp thirty-five days before. We were using only inertia. We have been making our way to Warco. This maneuver is an effective way to avoid unwanted attention. Jump engines save time, but scanners can pick up a jump signature to about one light-year’s distance.

As I sat in the command chair, I requested an update.

“I have cataloged twenty-seven different contacts. Most are freighters, except for three ‘Renegade Viper’ class ships. We are not close enough to scan Warco Station directly as yet.”

“No one has detected us?”

“No, Sir.”

“Good”, I said.

Then I heard an “Ohhh” sound from the captain’s quarters. Bonnie must have awakened. Knowing the Annette AI Unit’s position, I am sure Bonnie was awakened very pleasantly.

“Are you ready for your morning blow job?”

I said, “Not yet. You guys wore me out last night.”

Not long after that, Bonnie and the Annette AI Unit joined us on the bridge. To my surprise, Bonnie claimed my lap and started to kiss me. Well, it was a pleasant surprise.