By that I’m assuming they mean become a guinea pig for them.
Dr. H’looder, it turns out, is one of the local cluster’s pre-eminent experts in reproductive health and research.
What’s more, in the contact section, it lists that he’s based out of this very space station.
Isn’tthatconvenient?
That’s when I realize if he’s currently involved in Pfahrn research, ofcourseit makes sense he’s working out of a space station surrounding Pfahrn.
Duh.
He’s a Veraci, according to his bio. I’ve worked with one before, on the first ship I crewed out of nav school. He was the head nav officer and I was training under him. Mouth like a damned sailor, as the old saying goes, but squishy as mashed potatoes.
They usually wear a bio mech suit for protection, because their bodies are literally physically fragile, and their physiology is extremely vulnerable to accidental injury. They have males and females, and the guy I worked with was funny as hell, but tended to look down on his human coworkers who weren’t nav officers.
Veraci also tend to be brilliant. Make great nav officers, if you can get them to go out and about. Lots of researchers, scientists, mathematicians, logistics and tacticians—anywhere you need a body with a damned big brain that isn’t also needed for their brawn.
Between the liquor and the full tummy—and a second orgasm that I rub out to a different video of the human and Pfahrn fucking—I fall asleep and don’t awaken until late the next morning.
Thanks to my night full of sexy dreams of getting plowed by Olarte, it takes me a minute standing in front of the toilet for my cock to soften enough to actually pee.
I’mreallygoing to need to get laid during this leave. It’s been well over a month since I have, and that’s a long time, for me. I mean, I’d even contemplated talking to McMurtry about a quickie, except I really don’t want to reopen that metaphorical Pandora’s box.
Sleeping with coworkers isn’t forbidden in this case, but it could make things reeeeally awkward for all involved if it ends poorly. Fortunately for us our temporary situation ended amicably.
And now that I’ve seen what a Pfahrn can possibly do…
Nothing against the Onyx, or their kick-ass prehensile tails, but a Pfahrn is to me what I am to an Onyx.
What theheckis it about the way Olarte smells, anyway, huh? I mean, like I can feel my mouth watering just remembering the faint aroma that hovered around them.
I wash my hands and return to bed and contemplate either going back to sleep or ordering breakfast through room service.
Or…
I pull up the space station brochure again. It turns out there’s a holo brothel on the same level as my hotel. So as I lie there alone in a really damn good bed, I spend serious time and mental energy contemplating going to the holo brothel.
I mean, it’s notreallyhaving sex with someone else, which is both good and bad.
It’s virtual reality masturbation with the assistance of some freaking good hardware. So while itfeelsgreat physically, I’m usually left emotionally empty on the other end of the activities. Hell, masturbating with my hand is more emotionally satisfying, to me, than a holo brothel session.
I personally find sex with another person isfun. Not just the physical release of it, but snuggling after, talking, the flirting before—all of it.
No amount of VR can replace a living, breathing being. Not for me, anyway. Maybe some guys are cool with that because it means zero emotional investment on their part, and zero chance of not scoring. Far less mental effort to expend, with a guaranteed payout.
Unless not scoring is their personal kink, then rock on, but if I’m doing that I want to get my rocks off.
And the more I think about it, I realize I’m not yet ready to go that route. Not when I’m having dinner with Olarte tonight.
Grabbing my com unit, I’m a little disappointed that I don’t see any messages from Olarte.
I think about it for a moment before typing one to them.
Thanks again for last night. I had a lot of fun, and I’m really looking forward to tonight.
There. That doesn’t sound creepy, desperate, needy, or pathetic, right?
Right.
