"Morning"
(Previous Post was Mark's "Finally Some Quiet Time")
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Setting: NEW ALEXANDRIA, Personal Holodeck 14
The young woman laid on the beach after a morning swim in the holographic ocean… her hair and fully exposed body drying in the hot rising sun as her feet were gently caressed by the flowing waves whose soothing sound had made the scene only that much more perfect. At first the redheaded woman had felt guilt in having left her shift the moment that it had docked, but after two bottles of Andorian Champagne, four bowls of Tholian berries and nearly ten hours of enjoying this recreated paradise, the CO had found it within her to dismiss whatever shred of remorse had lingered.
A generous smile graced the young woman's pink lips as she turned her
head and gazed upon the three bottles of whipped cream which rested on the
sand and which had been fully emptied of their content the night before. As
hard as she tried Sabrina could only recall vague dream-like images of the
events surrounding their usage, her recalling of the emotions and physical
bliss she had experienced then still overpowering.
"The Tellarite diplomat liked the way you looked in your green dress
last night," the ILO offered as she knelt by the young woman and placed a
tropical drink next to her exposed mate.
"That Tellarite was in no way interested in my *dress*… but I did notice quite a few eyes on us as we danced… which brings me back to my question of last night. Why did you chose a diplomatic affair for the setting for the program? We could just as easily have been the only ones at this resort," the redheaded woman inquired before taking a sip of the beverage that had been brought to her.
"I spend my entire life hiding in the shadows…" the ILO casually replied as she joined her mate in the enjoying of the drink. For Enaii to admit what she had would have been a shock to anyone else, but Sabrina found it nice and refreshing to have the blonde haired woman allow herself to drop her guard… even if only momentarily within the confines of a holodeck buried deep inside an ultra secret Federation Intel base.
"It was nice… although I will admit that some of the characters that
the computer created were a little… creepy," the young woman admitted with
a mild chuckle.
"The computer *created* nothing… I downloaded the personality profiles
of actual diplomats… I wanted our evening to be as realistic as possible,"
Enaii admitted to the redheaded woman as the ILO's eyes ever so
carefully caressed from afar the exposed curves of her lover.
"Wait a minute… you mean to tell me that there is an actual Caitian
diplomat who goes around lifting up women's dresses?" The young woman inquired
out of shock, vividly recalling the instance in question where she had been
the victim of the act she had mentioned.
"Ambassador Nurrinuniam… 42 official complaints filed against him by 42
different women from 27 different worlds… and according to our Intel
files the number of complaints actually filed against him goes into the
*thousands*," the ILO explained obviously having selected that
particular dignitary for his shock and entertainment possibility.
"You are bad," the redheaded woman grinned as she took another sip of
the intoxicating drink.
"That is not what you said last night… I recall you repeatedly said I
was *good*," Enaii smugly corrected as her gaze continue to wander over
Sabrina's exposed flesh.
"Actually… I was referring to what you were *doing*… not to you
personally," the young woman teased, bitting her lower lip afterwards as she
remembered the specific memory attached to her words.
"I have tortured people for less," the ILO shot back as her eyes
drifted back to meet the redheaded woman's sparkling emerald eyes.
"Sounds like a nice invitation… but I think it would be wise for us to
return to the ANUBIS. We should check in on Talia," the CO announced
adding a distinct sigh of concern and disappointment.
"Doctor Summers is doing fine…" Enaii stated, her voice having returned
to its colder intonation.
"Have you been keeping an eye on her during all this time?" Sabrina
inquired wondering how the ILO had managed to maintain any type of surveillance on their daughter while having been otherwise occupied with an elaborate dinner and the recreational activities that had followed.
"Floater has been instructed to contact me should there be anything
*major*… I trust Talia to be good," Enaii explained as her gaze
drifted away from her mate and onto the ocean that seemed to extend into
infinity.
"Talia! Behave? Are we talking about the same little girl? That you
may care to admit it or not… she has a great deal of you in her… which
means that the word *behave* is not in her vocabulary," Sabrina offered as
she gently reached out for her mate's chin in order to bring the blonde
hair woman's eyes back to gaze into her own.
"That is the second time you have referred to me as *bad,*" the ILO
said while faking having been hurt by the redhead's words.
"You are more than welcome to prove me wrong… or right for that matter…
either way I am sure that it will keep me quiet for a long while,"
Sabrina softly whispered as she prompted herself up on her elbows in order to
be able to have her pink lips meet those of her mate.
"Quiet is no fun," Enaii whispered back in the tone that she had been
using before just as their lips touched and the two of them rolled onto the
warm sand surrounding the Risian resort that the ILO had selected for their
time away from everything and everyone.
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"We are Grey, we stand between the Candle and the Star, between the
Darkness and the Light" 2006 post #233
Personal time between Enaii and Sabrina, no explicit language, but may make some readers uncomfortable.
Material not required to be read for following of the storyline. <=
Stardate: 61017.0745
Sabrina Jones {sabrina_sweet@hotmail.com}
Captain Sabrina Rikar
Commanding Officer
USS ANUBIS, NCC-18501
-Entilza Delenn, Babylon 5
