Encounter: Love, I Perceive (A Tale from the Margin)
Mikala Ash
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Love, I Perceive (A Tale from the Margin)
It is a truth handed down through the centuries that beer, even in small quantities, can make the ugliest companion eminently shaggable.
The reporter, for that's what he said he was, found me drowning my bile at the spaceport saloon. I'd imbibed a not so small quantity by that stage, so anyone inside a ten meter radius was in danger of being fucked.
"You're Captain Bonny? The one who bravely rescued the prospector?" was his opening line. Not the wittiest come on I grant you, but it pricked my interest so to speak, and I gave him the once over with my beer goggles tuned to the max.
I perceived him to be, as I have alluded, eminently shaggable.
"They say he was near death when you found him."
"They say that, do they?"
"How did you find him out there in the wasteland? A stroke of astounding luck, wouldn't you say?"
"Buy me a drink, and I'll astound you."
He bought me a beer, and another, and another, as I told him the story of the ages. Some of it may have been true, who knows? I only wanted a fuck, and he seemed to hang off my every utterance, so I uttered. I uttered a lot.
Eventually I slurred, "Want to see my ship?" I must have promised to show him the sensor array that detected the glint of light in the sand dunes that led me to the dehydrated and unconscious prospector, because I have a hazy recollection of attempting to pull off his clothes while he asked technical questions.
At one point I excused myself to stagger to the head and swallowed a zeta-pill, an alcohol inhibitor among other things. This sobered me up enough to proceed to the next step while still in control of my bodily functions.
He was most appreciative.
"It must get lonely running a ship like this on your own."
"You could say that," I said as I playfully tweaked his nipples.
He weighed my breasts, which I had liberated a few moments before, and gave them a squeeze. "I'd have thought you'd need a crew of four, at least."
