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Subject: {ASSM} [Flash] Lost in Space {Yotna El'toub} (SciFi mc MF) 1312 words
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{ASSM} [Flash] Lost in Space {Yotna El'toub} (SciFi mc MF)1312 words
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WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of
an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do
so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE
HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to
your own local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for
this story.
 
The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my
story.  Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and
unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure
fantasy; the author is keen to state that in reality adult sexuality
should remain only in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause
this story to fall in to the hands of minors.
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Jed remembered the Captains remark and struggled to keep it uppermost
in his mind "Jed these artefacts are unique, I need some one of your
calibre to guard them" That was why he was left behind; he had been
given a vital task! Try as he might the Sergeants voice butted in
"Only someone of your ability can guard these from the risks of this
planet!" It had taken Jed a while, but the significance of the
grumbled words was dawning on him.

In the weeks they had been here, not one living thing larger than a
mouse had been seen. The intelligent race that once ran the massive
complexes had disappeared without leaving any trace. Jed squashed a
bug under his space corps boot; having eliminated that threat he
relaxed and stopped assuming the guard position. The helmet was
whipped off and spun into the far corner of the storeroom; he rested
the phaser rifle on the desktop beside the comms station. Sighing he
slumped into the sculpted chair "What a loser" Jed muttered to the
unhearing walls. It had always been the same; no one had ever given
him a chance. Well thinking about it some had, and some had even
recovered from the experience. When it came to success "walking
disaster" was his only accolade.

The slow winking was just noticeable at the periphery of his vision
and it interrupted his depression. Turning his head he saw the light
was coming from one of the artefacts, the silver band glowed centrally
with an alluring violet light. In all the hours he had stared into the
storeroom, nothing like this had happened. Instinctively he reached
out and touched the glowing metal, it felt so natural like it was a
part of him. Quickly he scanned the room and corridor, in case anyone
was watching, then he cursed his own foolishness; other than Jenna in
the sick bay they were all on the away team. More calmly he explored
the surface of the object with his fingertips. As they reached a point
opposite the glowing region the band separated "Christ, I've busted
it!" Jed thought fearfully, although he tried, he could not rejoin the
ends.

Concentrating wildly he studied the metal attempting a repair before
the team returned. His fingers felt some indentations on the surface,
squinting hard he could just make out a pattern, no it was pictorial
instructions. Hands touching band, band opening - yup right so far -
and then a balloon with the closed band on it. The balloon had a large
hole at the bottom, realisation dawned; it was a head, all he had to
do was put the band on his head and it would be fixed! In an instant
it was fixed, Jed felt it snuggle against his hair and seal shut; it
was getting a bit tight, painfully so. A second later the pain was
gone, and a relieved Jed reached up to remove it from his head. To his
amazement his fingers touched the bare skin of his forehead - it was
gone. First he'd broken, and now he'd lost one the artefacts he was
supposed to be guarding! Jed stood and searched desperately around the
chair, across the floor, no it was gone!

The shower spray hit the tousled hair with force; after a couple of
days confined to a sick bed this felt so good. Jenna extended an
elegant arm towards the recessed nozzle "Shampoo" she commanded
quietly, and a green pool gathered in the palm of he left hand.
Vigorously she scrubbed her lank hair, wondering what to do with the
rest of the day; she felt fully recovered now, but she had woken late.
Great, left alone on a deserted ship with nothing to do, and nothing
to expend her energy on. She swung around, the hot water stinging her
naked back "Ship status, crew status" she requested of the blank metal
wall in front of her. A patch of metal level with her eyes first
became bright sliver and then cleared showing the requested
information

: Ship ISVS-1987 Victory: Location System 17Q, Quadrant 2, sector 1:
Planet Unclassified 1092.687 East 9807.234 South: Status Landed,
normal, code green.
: Crew 18: Status 16 away team, 2 on board.

"Status, boarded crew" Jenna enquired

: Boarded crew: Jenna Hardy, Sick room, shower: Jed Nelson, Storeroom
12, Guard duty.

Jenna smiled, so they had left the dork - good move, the guy was good
for nothing. Her smile broadened into a grin, well maybe something;
dork he maybe but his body was hard and he had a certain visual
appeal. Yes it would soon be time to work of some of this excess
energy.

Jed stood rapidly from his squatting position, a little too quickly
his head span. He reached a hand out to the back of the chair and
steadied himself. He had to stop panicking, and clear his muzzy head.
Jed blinked twice and the second time he opened his eyes the room had
vanished. He was zooming through a darkened tunnel; up ahead far in
the distance he could just make out a faint glimmering light. Swiftly
the glimmer approached and became clearer, it wasn't one light it was
many, a dark circle with star like bright spots. The spots became
larger, much larger than him, until to his astonishment he went into
one of the wide holes of light.

The roar was tremendous; he was vortexing down a foaming waterfall
towards some sort of field, with a dark brown crop growing luxuriously
all over it. Fear clutched at his heart, this was going to hurt, he
Jed was about to die! As always his analysis of the situation was
wrong, he merely bounced on the springy crop and smelt its distinctive
smell - clean shampooed hair, his mind went into melt down, where the
hell was he?

As the thoughts raced through his mind his descent continued. Sliding
steadily down the tangle of hair, and into free space for an instant
before landing on a cushioned cheek. The friction of the skin slowed
his progress down Jenna's body, and he felt his being spread out
across the warm inviting surface. Idly he felt one hand descend to the
growing lump in his groin. He felt parts of his consciousness slip
lovingly into the open pores flowing forever downwards.  More
resistance built up braking is speed; the surface beneath him became
spongier, and then unexpectedly hard. His erection bulged as he sensed
himself slide around either side the stiffened bud. He cruised to the
very apex of the erect nipple and flew tumbling into the humid air.

Moments later he bounced on the downy skin of Jenna's muscular
abdomen, mingling with the fine hairs. Even at this distance he was
aware of the scent, a heady, heavy musk; his jerking hand went into
frenzy as he headed toward the dark delta between Jenna's parted
thighs. As he dissolved into the warm recesses between the parted lips
his orgasm began it peaked as he enveloped the smooth domed organ that
nestled in the furrow of Jenna's desire.

Jenna finished her shower and headed for storeroom 12, to her chagrin
the room was deserted, Jed had gone whacking off - yet again! This was
serious - going AWOL on guard duty had to be reported. Her bare foot
slid on something warm and slimy fouling the floor, she glanced down
seeing not only the small damp patch but also a dull metal band.
Carefully she picked up the artefact and replaced on the shelf. That
idiot maybe lost now, but he would pay for it when he was found "What
a loser" Jenna sighed to the unhearing walls.

Jed was indeed lost, totally and hopelessly lost. However he felt a
bitter success. Jed was the first to find the whereabouts of the
planets former inhabitants.

Foot Notes
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I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed
writing it.  As always, feedback is appreciated, since it is my only
payment for my work. Please address comments to
yotna_eltoub@hotmail.com
 
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