Chapter 2

"Stable orbit achieved, Capt."

"Thanks, Paul", via 1MC, "All hands this is the Capt. Stable orbit achieved. Let the 'yard birds' have her. Be ready to get under way at 0800hrs on Monday. Capt. Out."

"Paul, have the daily reports on my desk by 1600hrs, along with all the proposed testing schedules."

"Yes, Skipper."

Oh how I hate paperwork; it's as if the whole world runs on paperwork. Forms for this and forms for that, it's a never ending stream of forms. Copies of sensor test readings, of engine stress analysis readings, fuel reports, structural analysis testing, commodities reports, crew evaluations, and the craziest of them all is my personal thoughts on 'How the ship "feels." ' Worst of all is that all of this is in the computers and the higher-ups still want it all in writing in quadruplicate. Oh well, such is the life of a 'sailor'.

"Captain?"

"Yes, Radio."

"Sir, I have a personnel message here from Cmdr. Larson of Mars Station. She is requesting your presence at dinner this evening."

"Radio, inform the Cmdr. that I will join her for dinner at 1900hrs. Capt. Out."

"Yes Sir, Radio out."

Commander Helen Larson; I hadn't thought about her in years. We were in the same class at the academy and we dated and even had sex together a number of times. I remember she had the biggest nipples; they were about 3/8s of an inch in diameter and stuck out close to an inch from her tight C-cup tits. She liked being on top so that her lover could suck on them; that; and she liked being in control.

Mars Station; parked at Mars' L5 point it is pointed 'North' end toward the sun. As I stare out of the shuttle's view port I see the massive wheeled behemoth; five 1 kilometer wide by ½ kilometer diameter wheels separated by ½ km docking junctures for low G transfer with Zero G transfer handled at the ports at each end; the whole thing being almost 8km long. Also the juncture between segments 1 & 2 has a special capture cradle for shuttles that require full G transfers. The station spins on its axis so as to provide .75 G on the interior surface of the segments graduating to Zero G at the central core. Segment walls are 10 meters thick and the outer rim is 30 meters thick. Each segment is also capable of being sealed off so as to prevent a major loss of atmosphere. The station has anti-asteroid missile and laser batteries as well as sweeper tugs to keep the area clear and reduce the chances of an asteroid strike. It is a beautiful piece of engineering and my 'friend' is in charge.

My shuttle docks at one of the four Zero G ports on the 'North' end and as I disembark a young Ensign asks me, "Are you Cmdr. Lee?"

"Yes I am."

"Sir; I am Ensign Holcomb. I am Cmdr. Larson's aide and am here to escort you to her quarters for your dinner engagement."

"Thank you, Ensign, you may lead on."

As we walked through the station I was a bit taken back by all the people just standing around with apparently nothing to do. Some were in uniform but most were not, and some had little or no clothing at all. I mention this to the Ensign.

"Sir, full nudity is allowed only in Ring 1 Level 10 Sections 8 & 16 in the Solariums set aside for sun bathing. The rest of the station is a bikini or whatever you wish unless you are on duty and then you must be in full uniform."

"Thank you Ensign, I'll keep that in mind."

We arrived at Cmdr. Larson's quarters and after being let in Ensign Holcomb asked," Will there be anything further Mame?"

"No, Ensign, I can handle it from here. You have a good evening and weekend; I'll see you at 0700hrs. on Monday."

"Thank you Mame, good evening to you Sirs."

The Ensign left and Helen turned to me and said, "Well Jason it has been a long time. What is it now; 8 years since the academy?"

"7 years 8 months, but who's counting. I see that having a NAC Senator as a father hasn't slowed down your career much. What is it; Ohio that Tom Larson is the senior Senator and possible next President of the North American Coalition."

"Well dear old dad did have a little something to say about me getting Cmdr.'s stripes and this command last year but, I have had to work my ass off to keep the wolves at bay. Everybody and his brother has an agenda and they all think that theirs is the most important and fuck everyone else. Why not 3hrs ago Dr. Hadaratha the head of the solar studies group was in my office demanding that the fit-out for Pathfinder be put off for more than a month until after they got done with their next round of testing; as the Ion-pulse engines will interfere with their instruments. I had to come up with a very diplomatic solution because as you know India was not consulted or allowed to participate in the construction of Pathfinder, it was strictly NAC."

"I'm glad I don't have to play that political game, but I'm glad you are running things here as I know that we'll get what we need when we need it. Now what's for dinner?"

She paged the steward and dinner was served; REAL roast beef, REAL mashed potatoes with gravy, corn on the cob, and REAL COFFEE and strawberry cheesecake for desert. Once the stewards cleared the settings and were released for the evening we retired to her private quarters.

We retired to her bedroom and after getting undressed she lets me start the festivities. I touch her in all the right spots as if we had never been apart. Soon I enter her and as she works her way up to orgasm I feel my cum boiling in my balls; and as she clamps down on my cock and comes I blast my seed deep within her clasping cunt. After a few minutes to resurrect myself it is her turn on top. She takes it at a leisurely pace and soon we are both going over the edge together. We spent the rest of the night locked in each other's embrace and forgot about the rest of the world until the wake-up page at 0630hrs. We spent the day together and she showed me around the station and after dinner that evening we again spent the night in each other's arms.

Monday; 0800hrs; we are maneuvered to the engine testing range and get everything together for our first live-fire engine run up.

"Ms. Jenkins are you ready?"

"Yes sir, all instruments are on line, all test gear is tied in and recording." "Very well. Helm take us to 1% power and prepare for maneuvering."

"Helm Aye, 1% power and set for maneuvering. Request course Capt."

"Make course 191 mark 22 take us out of the elliptic Helm."

"Coming to course 191 mark 22 at 1% power, Aye Capt."

"Capt. We are showing 1% power and speed is increasing: passing 500kps; passing 1,000kps; passing 2,000kps; 2,500kps; 3,000kps; Sir we are showing a relative speed of 3,000kps and am steering out of than plain of the elliptic. Present course is 191 mark 22."

"Ms. Jenkins, how are things looking down there?"