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walk, the hint of musk and spice around his lean body, and the burning vigor which energized her when in close proximity to him. And the fire begged to be quenched. Cricket punched up simulation and holographic programs. The program presented her with a list of stress relievers, most of them exercise based. But there were some of a more erotic nature.
    “Hologram program. Good enough to feed my need,” she said.
    She slid her finger across the cobalt strip and the console below the screen ejected softly out of its shelving. Gently, she guided a sleek jelly-like substance out of its protective sleeve. Shaped in thick phallic form, the jelly substance hardened in the warm air. She scrolled through the various entertainment programs. In seconds she’d found the many adult play themes.
    She held the jelly substance with a deepening sadness. Surprisingly silent, her inner sexuality didn’t offer up an opinion about her choice. Hologram programs could transform her diminutive quarters into wherever and whatever she could imagine. Moreover, when coupled with a sim program, it could create whomever she desired. A simulated version of the roguish Sergeant Snow would lack the electrical fire the real man commanded.
    The funny thing was, she wanted the reality breathing fast and hot against her ear as he fed his length deep inside her. Moreover, she craved that electrical fire crackling across her, setting all points of her body at attention.
    I’ve just met him. He -- he’s a complete stranger. This is ridiculous .
    “I, I can’t…” With hands trembling, she guided the azure glob back into its sleeve.
    The loss of the Ganor project, my purpose, has thrown me into an emotional meltdown. I -- I must rest, get some sleep. Tomorrow, I’ll approach it with a clear mind. I’ll even get Commander Taylor to tell me what the hell’s going on with Bob and everyone else on the project. Something’s not right .
    Hugging herself, Cricket closed her eyes and swallowed the tears attempting to overpower her best defenses. Panic threatened to snatch her into its embrace. She couldn’t lose control.
    She opened her eyes and gripped the bed’s coarse coverings. Feeling the walls closing in and hearing the bed beckon to her to come and fall in, to satisfy her cravings for the sergeant, Cricket gritted her teeth, pushing back the urge to scream in frustration.
    I -- I just require some air .
    Cricket marched right out of her quarters and into the spacecraft’s chilly corridor.

 
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
    “Report!” Commander Taylor barked, the vein alongside his temple pulsating. “Life support? Security? Damage report, Snow!”
    They’d managed to escape Io’s attack, but how lucky were they? Darryl’s pulse hadn’t slowed since they’d cleared the outpost’s blasters. He scanned the data scrolling across the screen and then reported, “Life support at eighty-eight percent. Shields holding at ninety-three percent, and…” He blinked repeatedly to clear the blurring as the numbers zipped by. “…and it appears we’ve escaped with minor damage, sir,” he finished at last, giving a quick glance over to his commander.
    Yes, they’d managed to outmaneuver the outpost’s weaponry, but only because The Inquiry was fast and nimble. He doubted the civilian director of Io knew they had come for her. The outtie sneaking out Dr. Moore had definitely helped them get into the air. By the time the director discovered what had happened, he could barely contain himself. Had they been onboard The Discovery , Darryl knew there’d be more destruction both for the outpost and the ship. As it was, this spacecraft was hardly a battleship. Io was research and development, so they both lacked certain crucial arsenals to truly damage the other.
    Suppressing a shiver, he grimaced in the low light of his security console. Oddly aware of the rainbow splashes of light against his face, Darryl rubbed his scar, feeling the mangled lump of twisted