Starchaser Ch. 07: HOMECOMING

This is an original series story and the seventh chapter, based on an original roleplay that should not be considered a quick read.

Ch.07 in its final edit is 50% longer than Ch.06 and kept with hopes it isn't too short for you, the reader.

Context makes reading all chapters in sequence essential to understanding the story from its first sentence. Here is the link for chapter 01 to enable reading this continuing story from the first paragraph:

Original roleplay voicing is incorporated into an overlapping storyline. The appearance of duplication is due to the story being told by two individuals from their own perspectives, and it includes a narrator. Overlaps create the fabric of the story and each contains new information so a choice to skip ahead would cause a loss of context.

Quoted words in character dialog are not verbatim to allow for variability of memory in the first person. Please take time and read from each character's point of view to hear and understand the characters better through them telling their own story.

These cues indicate what voice the next section is in.

Each symbol demarks a voice change for the next part ::

= N = narrator in present or past tense for reference

o/o male character

-v- female character

"words" and 'words' Formatting ::

"quotes" :: spoken words using voice

'quotes' :: spoken words as thoughts via their Neural Communicator Implant

The Starchaser story takes us where our human abilities are yet to go to join in the busy galaxy around us. It informs us of what is out there and what is really going on that most have yet to discover. See how your view of what we are really here for compares to that of the Avalonian Combine and decide for yourself which you prefer.

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED - read all chapters in sequence as each chapter builds on every previous chapter.

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[ Starchaser Chapter 7 ]

-v-

I was just settling into my Captain chair marveling at how awesome Starchasen was, how cool it was that we were brought back from what would have been our end if that had been us on the beach on Eleuthera a few weeks ago, or whenever it was I met Barrett. The idea made me smile and I was just starting to wonder what we were doing next when Barrett thought, 'just going to check comms like always.'

He didn't have time to do anything before I heard a familiar voice over the bridge speakers saying things that sounded important enough to get my heart racing again. "Starchaser, this is Jet-Sprite, emergency emergency over." I would recognize Jane D's voice anywhere. She sounded like she was all business. Knowing she would be on her own DSC, I knew I could remain calm and be ready to help for whatever her emergency was about.

Barrett responded in his so cool to hear official way, "Jet-Sprite, this is Starchaser, send your emergency, over." I got goosebumps at how crisp and professional my Captain sounded and I knew without any doubt I will always be totally his. Jane D responded and I got more goosebumps.

"Starchaser, Jet-Sprite, perimeter picket sensors active on 27% of the net, large number of inbound vessels of unknown type and origin, request immediate assistance Barrett, requesting you in particular because of your awareness of this situation. General emergency already sent to Fleet, over." That's gotta be Academy training the way they phrase things similarly, like Captain speak.

I heard Barrett think to Colby, 'Starchase is going, is Dragonfry?' Colby responded, 'Dragonfry is not going, best hunting Starchase, DSC Fleet Command, out.' Now my nipples went hard. We were going and we got a send-off from the Fleet Commander himself! This is serious business and I can't believe I'm actually excited to get into it.

I thought to Barrett, 'something I noticed when Starchasen helped me research the Lexan Matrix in the Nexus Cortex Datafile was something about Farpoint Station's polar regions, about ring antennas and a reference to Phased Transportation, what do you think would happen if we told Farpoint Station we wanted to go to Sol System?'

We were looking at each other with our mind's eyes and then immediately dived into the Datastream going straight to the Nexus Cortex and the bookmarked Datafile I remembered. Starchasen was quicker, with the already enabled interpretation subroutine active, we got an immediate response. Farpoint Station Control activated a Datafile send, and it felt like it chased us all the way back to Starchase.

It was a neurally activated UltraViolet coded Datafile that transferred to the mainframe processor core memory stacks of both Starchaser and Starchasen. In front of me, and in front of Barrett on Starchaser, our 3-deck huge hologram display in the center of the bridge decks changed into a high definition version of the interior of Farpoint Station. I could hear Barrett thinking he had never seen it before which meant to me we had unlocked yet another Farpoint secret nobody else had found yet.

Barrett routed that Datafile to the SPL=CABN link to share it with Colby and Audrey, making sure they too knew what we had found and were doing. I was so ready for this adventure I really didn't have any concern for our safety. We were doing this and I was all in. I trusted this Station was so old and had technology people still didn't understand, so it must work or it wouldn't be making itself available to us.

The hologram showed there were big ring antennas one on each of the station's rotating axis polar regions. On one of them, a blue hollow cone appeared sitting on the ring antenna with the pointed end towards the central powerhouse star that was no bigger than a blue-white dot at the center of the hologram. I wondered if the star was shown to scale because of how tiny it was.

Barrett didn't use voice when he requested an expedited transit to Earth's Sol System to the automated Farpoint Station traffic control, whatever. A hollow blue ball appeared on the pointed end of the cone and the name Sol in red appeared as a label on the surface of the ball. A thin green curved line appeared and connected the blue ball to a small Starchase Twin Ship icon where we were. It was next to a small Dragonfry Twin Ship icon where they were with us in station keeping mode.

Barrett voiced three commands one after the other:

"Jet-Sprite this is Starchase. TSDSC 1 Starchase is enroute to your location, and I think we might be there early Jane D, Starchase, out." I noted it was Senior Captain Barrett in command. More goosebumps popped up on my skin.

"Starchase, proceed to Sol System." It was his first command in deployed status and now we were going somewhere.

"Farpoint Station Control, Twin Ship DSC 1 Starchase requests expedited transit to Sol System, over." Oh fuck that sounded so hot, I could feel my need to pleasure my Captain suddenly like an itch that would need to be scratched and soon.

Farpoint Station Control's response was immediate. The approval registered on my communication panel and I saw on the hologram display our Twin Ship icon began to move immediately. I noticed as I looked how my view zoomed in, like what happened standing on top of Starchaser before, and I could easily see what was going on as our icon zoomed away from the Dragonfry icon.

We moved with accelerating speed on the green path arc connected to the blue sphere and cone. If I would stop looking with my mind's eye I would not have known anything was going on. Once again, with a propulsion system that accelerates all particles of the DSC at the same rate as the ship itself, there was no sensation of movement.

This was so cool. I was hunkered down in my Captain chair like I belonged here on my own DSC's bridge just like I was when we were playing games together. My body was totally relaxed and I was just thinking to Starchasen letting him figure out what to do, but it was easy right now because Barrett was in command of both ships and Farpoint Control had control of our exit.

This was a new beginning of our flying dance unlike anything we had done before with our DSCs as One Ship In Two Parts. The holographic display zoomed in on the ring antenna and I could see outside the ship using external sensors and through the bridge deck windows using internal sensors. Oh sweet! I can see myself laying on my Captain chair with the internal sensors.

Through the windows I could see the station's inside surface getting really big really fast, and I do look particularly sexy and hot. Too bad my body isn't shaking like it would in my dad's car because that always looked good for my boobs. Second thought, that view is much too distracting even for me. There, filtered my image because I know myself and my Barrett, and we don't want to lose our focus.

Starchase knew what to do because everything happening was from what the neurally activated file had enabled our processor mainframe architecture to do. I absolutely loved that Barrett was just as audacious as me to follow the UltraViolet Datafile and subroutine as our guide.

The hologram turned with us as we approached the rotational pole that almost filled all space available on the bridge display. The ring antenna was a closed surface that opened like a camera iris with a gap that looked tiny until we got really close and was big enough for us to pass through.

Suddenly the windows and all around our ships became a deep maroon red. The holographic navigation display changed to look like what we had seen on our way from Earth to Farpoint so long ago, that felt like it could have been yesterday. It showed the station as a tiny blue-white dot slowly moving away from our tiny Twin Ship icon that was moving over a blue looping line, like it did before but it looked different this time.

The little loops were not so little this time, and there were numbers by the loops. That looked different than before. I thought to Barrett, 'we are looping parsecs' remembering what was happening from before that felt like it just happened and it was fresh in my mind like a deja vu. Barrett confirmed what I saw and he focused my attention on the numbers, 'We are looping 10 parsecs every second. This has to be something to do with being accelerated to Hyperspace Dimension by Farpoint Station.'

I knew I had the best partner and he was the smartest person I ever knew. He was the love of my life and he was going with me back to my home in the Sol System. I knew we were going to be fine because we were going there together and no matter what was going on, I trusted that we were going to be sufficient for the challenge.

= N =

Farpoint Station, as an ancient relic, had existed long before the Avalonian Combine was formed and long before the Avalonian home world became a place unified in the concept of Spirit as the most powerful force in the Universe. The Station's infrastructure contains a mass equal to a star cluster including peripheral bodies and associated nebulae. How it was constructed exceeds all concepts.

The Station has self regulating systems that perpetuate its design and construction that center on mass conversion technology that can disassemble and reassemble matter at will. Farpoint technology ships have the ability to repair and maintain themselves without external assistance and they can acquire the resources needed from existing internal contents or external matter with equal ability.

Traditional weaponry present on most spacefaring world's ships is absent from Farpoint designed space vessels whose defenses are not fully understood. Fleet Directorates have noted that all Farpoint ships are still in operation and none has ever been disabled by an attacking adversary.

The Farpoint Nexus Cortex is an amalgamation of mainframe, data storage, and data handling systems found throughout the structure. Each polyhedral spherical station sector contains parts of the whole and each has all systems and devices present. The technology is designed to construct and support more than it is to destroy and limit. All Farpoint Datastream architecture has coding to prevent malicious code from infiltrating or existing in the system.

The system has subroutines with automatic triggers to seek out, contain and eliminate malicious coding wherever it is detected, much in the way an organic body has an immune system to fight infection. An automated download of information that enables the use of the Station's infrastructure is considered a normal part of ship operations for the Avalonian Combine and, originating as a Farpoint Station Datafile, it is accepted without screen.

The polar ring antennas use Farpoint Station's energy to effect transportation out from and into the Station. Because the station has a star at its center and is in a stabilized orientation, the Station is considered in a fixed position in the Galaxy orbiting the center as does all matter in the spiral arms of the Milky Way Galaxy.

The energy for the pole antennas is stored by the Station's capacitance, as the Station is a net energy absorber of incident cosmic rays. The ring antennas magnify the energy to project Hyperspace Dimension energy for all purposes of the HDE propulsion system found on every Farpoint Vessel, the largest being Farpoint Station itself.

Hyperspace Dimension (HD) was unknown to Avalonia until the encounter with Farpoint Station, and an awareness that was provided by the Farpoint ships themselves with an interpretation of the capability through bridge deck instrumentation during the first successful navigation of the phenomenon.

The related ability of communication over vast distances for all practical applications was an instantaneous reception. It was provided as an integral function of the Hyperspace Dimension Envelope (HDE) propulsion system. Also discovered was that light speed transmissions travel at light speed through HD whether or not the ship was in HD.

Phased Transportation as part of the same apparatus was a delayed discovery made with the encounter of the Print Pattern Buffer Scanner (PPBS) antenna room. Once the scans had been made, the Phased Transportation feature automatically enabled on the ships. Then, all crew who had a PPBS file could move efficiently about the 10,000 km long LRSS and that relieved shuttlecraft congestion on internal routes during routine conduct of duty assignments.

The ancient Datafiles Starchase was able to access were in the Station Architecture folders that contain systems and structures information. Noel's awareness of the polar ring antennae provided evidence to the Farpoint Station Control system that Avalonians were a suitable entity for access to Farpoint Stations advanced features. To discover the Datafiles required an intelligence to acquire knowledge for that particular system and others would become available as needed.

o/o

I opened my eyes after we were in the dark maroon red and took stock of the bridge and situation. We had discovered a Datafile in an unexplored section of the Nexus Cortex. It uploaded into the processor mainframe architecture and seamlessly upgraded the Navitronics Datasuite. Evidence of the upgrade was an immediately enhanced holographic display and access to the giant ring antenna that turned out to be a Farpoint Station Control jump point from inside the station.

The best comparison I could make was being slingshot out of the Station and into the Hyperspace Dimension. Nobody knew HD existed until Farpoint Station was discovered long ago and we started using Farpoint ships. Now, with this feature Noel discovered in her research, our HD speed was 10 times faster than any Farpoint ship had ever traveled. My hunch that we were going to be early to arrive at Sol System was an understatement.

I noted Starchaser and Starchasen were still magnetically bound by their landing pads. Both ship's configurations were unchanged by the departure sequence. It was interesting that the appearance of the HD environment visually was no different than any other transit of the HD environment. It slowly flowed by as a nondescript dark maroon goo that appeared to be so far away that any companion vessels that jumped to HD at the same moment would be in plain view regardless of how far away they were.

I studied the holographic display that was now a scalable three dimensional active display. Looking at it changed the geometry of what was being focused on. Noel had noticed too and commented in voice from the bridge of Starchasen. "Hey Barrett, oh Captain my Captain, check out the hologram nav thing. It's doing what Starchaser had done to me when I was standing over her bridge on her outer hull looking in the distance. You know, after the Print Buffer Scan in that docking area when I looked in the distance and she magnified the view a long way off down the shipway in the harborside place."

"When I look at different parts of this hologram, Starchasen is making those parts change to a closer view too, magnifying what I am looking at. And the more I want to see what is there, the closer everything gets." She was right. I had not realized that was her experience when we stood on top of Starchaser at the end of her external First Mate's tour. "If I stop concentrating on what I was looking at, it zooms out." She said, and so it did.

I answered her, "Yeah, it's definitely different than anything I saw before. I guess that Datafile was an upgrade to the Navitronics Dataware on the mainframe chipset algorithms. I could get used to this easily, it's not too different from the scaling feature of the virtual information screens we already use." I focused on the looping parsecs under the Twin Ship icon and the distance increasing behind us to Farpoint's blue-white dot, and the distance decreasing in front of us to a tiny yellow-white dot labeled Sol.

"Using the polar antenna for our jump to HD boosted us ten times greater than what the ships can do. What took us 20 hours on the way to Farpoint is only going to take 2 hours to get back to Sol. That's not going to give us much time for fucking around." I smiled knowing she would recognize I said it purely for her benefit.

Of everything she could have thought for us to do when we took a break during the Twin Ship proof of product testing, she shared, 'Baby, my sexual appetite has finally become what I always dreamed it could be. I used to fantasize all the time about a man from the stars who would search for me and find me in my bedroom. He would make love to me for hours and then after he used me so well, he always took me away with him.'

After she shared that for my awareness, she didn't hold back her memories of her bedroom fantasies that had become mostly fragments. She also didn't hold back about how much she masturbated to satisfy her cravings. It made it easy to talk to her about sexual and kinky things which became favorite things for us to think about together when we had nothing else pressing. Which until we were practicing our Twin Ship maneuvers was not really something we had time for before with her Academy learning in overdrive mode.

We were on our own ships in HD connected by neural communicators. I thought to her an idea for a shared fantasy to spend some of our transit time. It was of our meeting on Eleuthera that night we first met, walking onto the beach after leaving the beach bar, climbing over the stone groin that separated the town side of the beach from the undeveloped place where we had so much privacy on the beach.

This time I was going to imagine it as a bold adventure. Instead of talking to her taking time to make sure I was not being inappropriate and instead of being distracted by monitoring Starchaser's systems, this time I acted and undressed her without her permission. Her hands were immediately in my clothes and she wasted no time taking them off me. She also went straight to my cock and opened her mouth, licked my cock and then deepthroated me.

We were both using my imagination as it was our neural reality shared with open access and our communicator implants. She was imagining it too with me and together we could move with how we imagined it together, seamlessly and in so doing we merged our imaginary sexual first meeting into a shared moment of fantasy going beyond physical limitations.

What helped us to know it was just our thought fantasy was details like her ability to swallow my entire girth without a gag response, rubbing her nose on my blond pubic hair and making a show of it while being able to continue the deep breathing that good sex demands. She had me deep in her throat that physically would have prevented her from an ability to breathe.

My length and girth in reality blocked her air way that within a minute or two would have asphyxiated her. Yet she was breathing deeply and continuously the whole time and her sexually aroused body received the volumes of oxygen it needed.

She moved her hands to her body and I suggested she put her hands back on the armrests of her Captain chair to let her mind and body work out her pleasure response. She did and we joined together our mental stimulation. We felt pleasure as we would if we were in a movie theater on Earth where moral codes do not allow couples to share sexual pleasure.

A real beach setting would be uncomfortable and potentially hazardous with sand and salt water and tiny living things in the water. Those things inside a woman's sexual parts would be painful and unhealthy. As virtual beach sex, it was pleasurable, salacious and carnally satisfying. We both erupted in mutual mental orgasm at a moment in the fantasy much quicker than with actual touching.

It was satisfying and left us each in our own mess on the bridge of our own DSC. I heard her think while we enjoyed our rapturous afterglow of climax, 'Thanks babe, you always give me the best orgasms and this time we have our uniforms to take care of our messes, you clever man.'

Starchase advised us, [Captains, we have 20 centichrons to normal space.] We were only just recovered from our orgasms and our biostats had only just returned to moderate activity levels. I had been wondering about how Starchase's voice was created.

Starchase's voice was a harmonically tuned voice and a lovely combination of Starchaser's feminine alto and Starchasen's masculine tenor voices. They were overlaid on a mixing platform and the combination produced a delightful and pleasant sound that was instantly recognizable.

I decided to query how that was established since I had no memory of specifying a voice when we created the Twin Ship Protocol. 'Starchase, specify the source of the Starchase voice we hear both audibly on speakers and through the neural communicator implant interface.' The response was immediate.

[Starchaser invoked a duet sound for Starchasen when Captain Noel chose a male voice for Starchasen. Starchaser as the functional command DSC assigned her companion DSC a lower 5th pitch from her own voice using the step difference noted between the voice pitches of Captain Barrett and Captain Noel. Starchase is a merging of Starchaser and Starchasen Central Cortex Processor architectures and both voices are used for the Twin Ship Protocol interface.]

I knew this was something to capture for Colby and Audrey as a TSDSC note for all future TSDSCs. Since it was part of the Twin Ship Protocol created as we built the design, it would be replicated with all other architectures for the ship design.

'Starchase, capture file and send to Dragonfry with Twin Ship Protocol tag for historical record.'

Not a blink of the eye later the delightful duet voice said, [Acknowledged and sent.]

I thought to Noel I was going to leave the bridge and use one the atrium loos, the one located on the upper main deck between the dining room area and the forward reception area, where the main airlock was located. That loo was similar to the one on the lowest deck we first introduced Noel to when she arrived on Starchaser.

I prefer to walk when I can having the gravity plates exaggerate a downward gravitational pull as a way to keep my muscles toned naturally. The up-down tubes were always a quick and fun way to get around between decks. And I've always enjoyed moving about inside Starchaser, often running the decks or walking them counting paces.

Noel was apparently also feeling adventurous and said she was going to experience Starchasen by herself. We agreed to prepare for normal space arrival and remain on our own DSCs. I think we both commanded a PT out of our uniforms at the same moment as we were both nude when we began to move around our ships. It was what I had done regularly before Noel arrived aboard, and she knew it.

The up-down tube transit was once again exhilarating, doing it alone in the fun ways I used to do in my childhood, purposely spinning and looping around before literally flying out the opening and landing on my feet in a full out run. The forward momentum made a run necessary to keep myself from falling on the deck and I slowed just in time to turn into the entrance of the loo.

-v-

Barrett was in full Captain mode when we noticed how the hologram navigation display was doing things, like what I had seen at the end of the external tour when I had been on top of Starchaser's hull over the upper bridge deck roof. Starchaser had made distant details look clearer and closer for me while I was looking at them. I was still not sure how I felt about that happening the same way Barrett seemed to really like it. I suppose it wasn't bad.

Fine, that gave me an excuse to let go of my concerns, for now. I still harbored a distrust of artificial intelligence but I consciously knew it was a habit from lifelong computer experiences on Earth. I have actually zoomed through the Datastream in my mind and I can see this artificial intelligence of Farpoint Station and our Farpoint ships and how it has nothing in it to be worried about.

There are no viruses or Trojan things present that someone would have had to put there intended to corrupt, damage or destroy computer code or infect machines. Humans tended to have strange motivations.

I really didn't want to get out of my command chair since we were in Hyperspace Dimension and I was alone on Starchasen. What I really did want to do was to suck on my Captain's cock and get him to thrust in my pussy until I was satisfied. The thought of being in HD going 10 times faster than before and having just a few meters between our hulls was a comfort. To get together would require a PT while in HD and that had me feeling perfectly fine just staying right where I was.

My smartest man in the Universe then suggested we think together about a fantasy of our first night on the beach on the night we first met. He started it imagining a scene of our first night we met and it was very much how I remembered the night went. This time I could see his memory of him checking out my ass and my tits in the thin peshmerga I wore for a coverup.

I had worn it intending it to dissuade the thirsty men who just wanted to take and only give what they didn't mind leaving behind. He was checking me out, I remembered that misstep and it made my boobs jiggle! Nice!

Then he changed the memory into fantasy when he took my bikini off me. I took his shirt and pants off him and we were both naked, I was able to do my own acting in this fantasy and I went down on my knees and sucked on his already huge cock.

It was so real I could see what we were doing from both our perspectives like we were really having sex with our eyes open. It was so much like what really happened but better, and it included pieces of my fantasy I had shared with him, about my youthful years.

My favorite fantasy of all, imagining my man from the stars who would find me in my bedroom. I was naked as I always preferred to sleep nude once I discovered masturbation. It was the only way I wanted to sleep.

My man from the stars would strip off, climb into my bed, lick my pussy, lick and kiss up my body gripping my boobs in his hands and as soon as he kissed me, his cock would plow into my pussy taking my virginity and he always filled me with more cum than would stay inside me.

With cum leaking out of me and all over the bed, he would pull out of me telling me he was going back inside me soon. Then he would pick me up, tell me we would not wear clothes after that as he would say we didn't need them anymore.

We went to his ship and then we went away to the stars and he would keep filling me again and again with his cum whenever he wanted to, which was all the time. Sometimes I would fall asleep while he just continued to fuck me. I had my proof now that Barrett had been listening to my fantasies.

The first time I shared them, we were on a break during the Twin Ship proof of product trials. It was a hot story and I know we both masturbated together as I imagined my daydreams to him. I shared a lot of my fantasies over the years with him. That was all before we had that first amazing time when we got to know Audrey and Colby privately before we became family and died fucking.

Barrett was making this so real on the beach and in the sand, even carrying me into the water to fuck me in the waves. I knew we would never do that for real with all the tiny sea creatures in the ocean water, with the sand getting churned up and with how it would wash out the lubricating fluids. But as a fantasy daydream this was the best. I could feel my toes curling and I went to touch myself wanting to cum sooner than later.

He interrupted the fantasy story and told me not to touch myself. He continued to think his fantasy to me and I let him lead me, just like how I imagined my man from the stars would do with me what he wanted. I could see my response to his story and everything felt so real.

It was how I noticed the tactile sensory presence of sand on our skin was soft as pillows while we were fucking that kept me from worrying about how deep I could swallow his cock and how long I could keep his length inside my throat blocking off my air supply. The details were not reality and were making this the best fantasy.

I knew it was virtual because I could keep breathing as hard as usual when I'm as horny as I was, even while I had his massive cock in my throat blocking my epiglottis and his pubic hair was pressing against my nose. I moaned on his cock and nuzzled him with the end of my nose and it was so real. I think we both came hard, and of course being virtual, there was none of his cum that I would have to deal with.

So there was no choking, no gagging and no getting covered in cum when his volume was too much, that usually would splatter on my boobs. Our orgasm was mutual and satisfying. We were even dressed still in our uniforms and I knew even my self-messy pussy would be taken care of by the amazing uniform tech.

It was blissful and we soon came down from our climaxes together. Starchase let us know we had just less than an hour before we would be arriving at Sol. I was glad when Barrett said we should just spend the time on our own ships.

It was perfect for me to have some time to become familiar with my ship and enjoy being where I could do anything I wanted with nobody else aboard. I immediately had Starchasen PT my uniform off me and I went to try the up-down tube in the way Barrett had talked about what he used to do when he was a boy.

I literally dived into the up-down tube head first. It wasn't really as bad as I always had thought it was. I kept in mind I needed to stay towards the sides to go slower for up or down. I started going like I was a dolphin zooming around going up and down switching between the up and the down direction in the open space of the dog-bone shaped middle connector.

If I didn't have a good understanding of the ship's schematics, I might have gotten lost for what floor I was supposed to get off. Right at the correct moment, I dolphin zoomed out of the opening and flew through the dining room.

There was a corridor space that separated the dining area from the reception area on the forward end of the upper main deck. The space between the dining and reception areas was a cluster of rooms that included the loo I wanted to check out. If Barrett was going there then I would too, and I never really spent much time in one of them so this was adventure.

Starchasen was awesome how he knew I wanted to keep going like a dolphin and worked the atmosphere bubble and the gravity deck plates so it was like I was flying, and my boobs stayed nice and firm on my chest without any sag. I loved having my own DSC and I was still trying to get my mind around the fact that someone actually gave me my own frickin' spaceship.

The loo was exactly like the one we first went into on Starchaser when I first arrived and I had to pee so badly. The entry for this one was brighter with the loo rooms off to one side and the other side was the walk-in atrium full of lush plants and a shower and waterfall. I could stay there all day if I ever got the chance, maybe I would get a chance if we didn't get zoomed by Farpoint Station into HD again.

I had to masturbate and it didn't take long for my orgasm to make me shudder. This really was the hottest private yacht for a bachelorette ever, and with my hot stuff boyfriend right next door in his man cave custom cruiser, we were livin' large.

This whole business of us having our own Twin Ship was the best kind of having friends with benefits, and holly fuck these benefits are to die for! And now I can die again and again, and my lovely Starchasen will bring me back to life every time no fail. Nah, I'm not gonna die for these benefits, silly girl! I'm gonna live!

Starchase had the coolest voice, it was like Starchasen's melodic tenor and Starchaser's sweet alto in a harmonic blend, and... oh no!

No no no! Fuck fuck fuck we are just about there. 'Starchasen, PT with Uniform to the Upper Bridge Deck in front of the Captain chair.'

Well fuck me, that took no time at all. And I look like I spent the whole trip getting ready for this moment. Why did I just rush up here? I coulda stayed in the loo a couple minutes longer and still been on time.

o/o

I moved the SPL=CN to the background to focus on having a good pee and shower. It was nice to breathe in the scent of the flowers and musk of the soil. I had not really done this since Noel arrived with me. I didn't dwell too long feeling the responsibility of our mission and knowing Jane D needed us, requested us specifically.

I phased transported in reconstitution mode to save time. Back on the bridge after being away a few minutes, I went to the tactical center behind the command chairs.

Starchaser had already put Datastream information on the information screens about the current activity from the sensor picket network. Good to know the time spent placing the probes around the Sol System heliosheath was paying off.

The ships it detected were much larger than the probe tender, the one that destroyed itself when it greeted Starchaser with an energy weapon salvo. The contact appeared to be a sizable convoy or a fleet traveling through that sector.

If it was the same society that sent the destroyed vessel then they would not be able to detect our DSCs should we maintain a good stand-off distance. As these were larger ships, they were likely to have more elaborate sensory receivers. Diplomacy by doctrine was always the best approach.

I heard Noel check in from her bridge, "Starchasen ready my Captain." I had no doubt she would be ready so I dumped the information packet onto her situation screens so she could see what I saw.

I heard doubt in her voice, "That's a lot of ships Barrett, there's only two of us. Maybe I should have spent some time at the Academy or at the Pleiades Training Center." I thought a mental hug to her to calm her and she soon was focused back on the facts we knew.

"This kind of movement to contact is always seat-of-the-pants stuff Noel. We put ourselves where we think we will appear least aggressive, least vulnerable, and whatever else applies. We want to meet them and be able to learn with them. Remember, we are Avalonian and they are all Spirits my love, just like us."

"We have a responsibility to treat each new person we meet as a valued Spirit with gifts that make them necessary for everyone to benefit. I mean, where would we be now if when I met you I just blew you off, deciding you were just some hot babe on Earth who was trying to make ends meet selling real estate? What if I thought you weren't worth my time and energy to understand your value?"

"You're a long way from where you were when we met baby. Even if you are returning to your home star system, Captain Noel Anderson of CCDSC 52182 Starchasen." I heard her think, 'my Barrett always knows what I need to hear and his words remind me of how much I have done and learned since we met.'

I could feel her pride fill her heart and feel her sense of purpose return. It pushed aside all her doubts. She was instantly focused just like she was when we left Farpoint Station only decachrons ago.

She knew who she was, remembering everything that happened since that first touch of our hands, walking the beach at Eleuthera and the feelings that started this new life we share. I let her know she would make the initial hail as we dropped out of HD into normal space.

We were within 10 km of Jet-Sprite over the surface of Neptune where the giant planet easily hid our 3 DSCs from any electronic or photonic observation from inner planetary orbits of the Sol System.

-v-

Barrett was already working out the details of what was going on with the emergency Jane D had alerted us to. It struck me that something like this would have caused me to panic in my Earthbound life, but here on Starchasen as a member of the Avalonian Combine, knowing what I know now about the Galaxy, I don't feel any kind of panic at all.

With my neural communicator implant keeping me connected to the ship, and to cortexes throughout the Avalonian Combine, I felt like there was no obstacle big enough to make me feel any kind of fear. I also had the most competent partner anywhere in the Fleet.

I think my confidence also has to do with the fact that should anything go terribly wrong at all, I would be restored and as healthy as I ever was without a trace of anything happening for a souvenir. I had a strange feeling of invincibility but with it I also felt I had a huge responsibility.

There was no hiding as an Avalonian Ship Captain. As best as I could tell there was no end of life. So everything I did would be out there for everyone to witness and judge for all eternity. And not like it was going to just drift into obscurity either, not like it did for the billions of people who lived on my own planet who were gone after life ended and were forgotten forever.

It also meant whatever goes onto the Cortex about me would be evidence, including my words for what my Spirit led me to say. Come on Noel, you've got this, just like you understood Barrett's Starchaser connection that nobody else knew about. You wanted this life and this is real babe, if Audrey and Jane D can be awesome Avalonian women, then you are too.

We dropped out of HD so close to Neptune it surprised me. I looked at the commands Barrett put into the Starchase interface and sure enough he chose to pop out right where Jet-Sprite was.

Barrett looked at me with his mind's eye to let me know it was my turn to be in command. I couldn't resist an, 'aye aye Captain' because it was Barrett and he needs my sass.

"Jet-Sprite this is Starchasen, and Starchaser is with me, Twin Ship Starchase is on station and ready to assist." I think that sounded good for a historical record, oh yeah, "Over." Damn 400 millisecond pause, hope it didn't come across like I forgot to say it.

Barrett's mind's eye was steady, he knew because he heard my thoughts but he said and thought nothing. My rock and my master he will always be making me feel loved and supported. Everyone should feel this way always and forever.

"Starchasen, Jet-Sprite. My goodness Noel, you are as amazing as I knew you would be the way Barrett snapped you up off your home world to be his crew. Smartest Captain ever doesn't ask anyone to become his crew. And Barrett, I so want us to find time to hear all about how you imagined this Twin Ship concept. Consider me blown away again Starman! But we have business to attend to first."

"The probes picked up distant returns from outside the heliosheath and, between keeping an eye on the data being collected and working on the Starchase Protocol, it's been a very busy time here. I have to fill you in on my own project that should be of interest to you Noel. Break. Sending the Datafile packet of information gathered so far. Over."

"Jane D this is Barrett, recommend we create a Priority Link to speed our Dataflow.

Also, I want to make sure you have the neurological-to-data interface worked out to ensure you have optimal thought based C&C efficiency. Over."

"Agreed Barrett, and will accept your send, no doubt a Twin Ship connection is better than a lone DSC. Over." I knew at that moment that Jane D was an experienced Captain who did not let her ego get in the way of her command responsibility.

She was deferring to Barrett much the way I do, but knowing Barrett as I do I know they have no history apart from a brief contact in the Pleiades Training Fleet. The comms panel went active and SPL=SSJ appeared for Starchase Priority Link=Starchaser+Starchasen+Jet-Sprite.

I could hear her on her bridge through my bridge speakers as if we were in the same space. We were voice conversing on a shielded link just between our ships. It was only the three of us together on our own bridge decks. This was just the coolest cool of coolness.

"Hey Jane D, I haven't talked to you since last time!" I joked and she had a delightful laugh that anybody would fall in love with. I heard Barrett think to me, 'yes she always did light the room up with her laugh'

"I just gotta say I was so impressed by how you came in to relieve Starchaser from Earth Sentinel duty so we could go to Farpoint. Not a day goes by I don't think of you." Huh, did I just say that?

'Oh fuck Barrett I'm just babbling like a girl.' I thought to him that I was worried I was doing the opposite of what I wanted to be doing, getting to know the first Avalonian woman I ever encountered.

'Don't worry about it baby,' Barrett thought back, 'she's always had people falling all over her. Just wait until you see what she looks like.' He guided me to the video feed datafile of their conversation when they were both assigned to the Pleiades Training Fleet.

I watched how she congratulated him for his culmination of both scenarios so quickly. My heart stopped and pounded hard and fast at the same time. She was a goddess if one of them had actually ever breathed air.

She almost hid her wanting to be able to follow him to the Deployed Fleet instead of finishing her last year of exercises with her cohort. Barrett concluded for me, 'You actually sound well spoken, most people get brain lock when they talk to her unless it's voice only.'

That made me think, 'You don't seem to have any problems my Captain. So why is it exactly you don't? And not just Jane D. You didn't even try to check out Audrey when she was standing right in front of you in her gorgeous flowing robes?'

I should have been able to guess his answer but damn it, he kept his thoughts shielded from me again, like he doesn't have any. Barrett's response was bulletproof, 'It's respect, my hot babe, she might be the hottest woman in the Galaxy but she is a DSC Captain and that responsibility overrides all other considerations.'

'Just like Audrey, who also just happens to be the DSC Academy Commandant. You might have noticed.' I couldn't stop myself from openly laughing and was instantly thankful my bridge mics were muted.

Jane D continued not knowing anything about the flash speed neurological conversation Barrett and I were having in the time it took her to respond. "Thanks Noel! That is very kind of you to say, and to be honest, I was really touched by your candid comments too."

"Nobody ever talks to me on open channel, or any other time really with your kind of happy sounding... I don't know what it is... you just sound like a lot of fun! And I wasn't kidding about Barrett being smarter than any of us." There was a pause as if she thought to say something more but then the link went silent.

I was floored, she was taken with my voice. I couldn't help wondering if she would also think I was physically attractive too. I felt ashamed of thinking that but a girl can only hope, and Barrett was getting hard so I thought to him, 'thanks honey, I really need that right now, and you do have a nice cock Sir.'

That got his mental laugh and a naughty, 'I know what's gotten into you and it's going to get into you again.' His thought response made me laugh too and I blushed hard. He always knows the right thing to say to me.

Barrett continued as if he had not thought anything to me, "She's the best partner Jane D, I'm sure you are going to see that. At some point we should get together, and if you want we could do it now."

"Those ships are moving as fast as starlight and we have a few decichrons before they are in the proximity of the sensor picket. I just checked the Fleet boards, a bit surprised no other ships are yet being diverted to Sol System." Barrett was all business and I was surprised by Jane D's response.

"Barrett, let's get together now on Starchaser. I've always wanted to see your ship so I could say I've been aboard. And Noel, before we get together, I just wanted to congratulate you on your Commissioning and becoming a Captain so fast."

"I just needed to get that out so I don't get tongue tied or risk babbling like a little girl at our first meeting. It's so much easier with us all as Captains on an equal status. Should I PT now to your Upper Main Deck Reception area Barrett to do it right?"

Barrett acknowledged her request. I had Starchasen PT me there immediately. I was there alone at first then Barrett arrived from the up-down tube looking hot as he always does. I could see how he was looking at me, and even at that distance, I liked looking at myself through his eyes, and how fucking hot I was to my own eyes.

Then a goddess quality perfect angel appeared just inside the main airlock door facing us, looking like she was concerned as if she might be intruding. I was closer to her.

"Hi Noel!" she said, as bright and cheerful as anyone had ever said my name. I knew my smile was at risk of being welded as a permanent feature on my face.

"Hi Barrett! Permission to come aboard?" Barrett was all smiles too as he approached us. I peeked through his eyes and he was just admiring her from her feet to her head.

"Granted of course Jane D! We meet in person at last! Did you know, you were the only DSC Captain in the whole training fleet to reach out to me? Everyone else left me thinking I had done something wrong." He had closed the distance and shook her hand as he made her feel welcome.

It was a real ice breaker and I suddenly realized I should move my feet and go over to shake her hand too. Barrett did the introduction, "This is my co-Captain Noel, and we are partner Captains of the first TSDSC in the Fleet."

Barrett moved aside so we were all facing each other in a triad and she was taller than me, almost Barrett's height. I had to think to myself to stop my eyes from staring at her boobs that were just lower than my eye level. Barrett again laughed in my mind. I gave him my mind's eye roll telling him to shut up.

It actually made it easier to just look up at her eyes, like I had to do with Barrett too. Her eyes were stunningly beautiful with iris colors that were gold around the dark black of her pupils that transitioned to golden brown, to yellow, then to green.

Jane D spoke next, "Is it true you guys can think to each other at will? I know Captains have neural communicator implants and the crew usually does too, but you only just left Earth Noel and now you're back here and..."

She caught herself rushing her words and paused taking a breath to slow herself, "You're a Captain so of course you have a neural implant, was what I was saying. So, you do think together then."

The beautiful Captain of Jet-Sprite blushed realizing she was babbling and Barrett thought to me we should be able to get along famously the way we both babble, laughing again in my head.

I saw this as a perfect opportunity to let her know she was with friends, "Yeah he's telling me right now we should be able to get along like best friends the way we both tend to babble when we get nervous."

I held both of her hands and now it was easy to just look into her eyes. Even so, with us holding hands our biceps deepened our cleavages with the side pressure pushing boobs together a little. We both noticed we were unable to resist having a peek and shared a blush as I know my face must have been as hot as hers, and her blush also flushed her entire body from soft to bright pink.

I continued, "It is the most amazing thing to be able to hear each other's thoughts, and in ways I am sure you think we would know each other." Jane D went an even deeper shade of red and her nipples poked bumps through her stylishly elaborate and demure uniform which made me feel bold enough to say something personal.

"I would actually like very much if we... were to become friends like that... connected. Because you were the first Avalonian woman I ever spoke to and," I looked at our hands still holding each other, "now we've touched." Now my nipples were pebble hard and felt so good with how stiff they went.

Jane D was glowing from her skin to her eyes, "Okay then bestie, it's going to be something new for me because nobody has ever wanted to be my friend before."

She breathed and had a deep breath and continued, "It's so true that really attractive people are the loneliest people. Everyone thinks we get hit on by everyone and they think everyone wants to be our friend. In actuality, literally nobody has ever hit on me and nobody has said she wanted to be my friend."

She paused only a moment before looking at Barrett, "Right Barrett?" It actually made me feel good she was talking to my mate that way, recognizing him as a hot Avalonian man, and he actually nodded in agreement! Though I knew with his humility he didn't think he was attractive.

Jane continued, "One of the perks of being a DSC Captain is I have a whole ship to myself. I can go everywhere I want when I want to go. When I feel alone when I'm in a big group of people, I just PT to my Bridge Deck and I'm back to my real world and my fantasy world."

I could not believe what I was hearing, this absolute bombshell of a woman was lonely and without a friend until now. I felt responsible to make sure she was going to know what it was to be wanted and have a friend she could count on.

"Barrett? Would it be possible for me to be connected to Jane D in a way like we are?" I didn't know if what I just said was inappropriate or not but I saw both Barrett and Jane D look at each other as if they were encountering a new situation they had never before encountered.

He thought to me, 'she will be able to share my thoughts too unless we disconnect for you to connect. Do you want her to be that intimately connected to both of us my love?'

I know he added that last part on purpose to affirm our connection and commitment. I had only one answer in my mind and in my heart, 'yes my love, my partner, my Captain and my mate. I feel she needs us more than we will ever know, or maybe we will know if we do this together.'

= N =

DSC Fleet Command Directorate regulations had always required Captains to have the Neural Communicator implant to be able to communicate with their ship. For security reasons, the neural connection for ship C&C ensures the Captain's intentions cannot be intercepted nor influenced by anyone who would otherwise be able to hear what the Captain commands.

In the early years of DSC production, when nefarious bad actor sentient life forms were prolific in the sector, they took an interest in the DSC and made many attempts to disable, infiltrate, and pirate a DSC for themselves. The neural communicator implant was credited with ensuring the integrity of the ship and its crew was preserved.

Such incidents included Captain hostage takings when they were held captive, often the Captain was executed intended to force capitulation of command to their control. In many cases of a Captain compromised by villainous acts that were all intended to steal a DSC, the DSC performed an emergency PT to recover the Captain to preserve the Sentient Command as required by Farpoint Station regulations for each fully automated spaceship.

As each ship had its own Captain, and Captains were routinely deployed as individuals to extend the presence of the Avalonian Combine, there was no precedence for two Captains with neurological communicator connectivity. The idea of sentient Captains sharing a neurological connection was dismissed as confusing, distracting, and an invasion of privacy.

It was understood that once connected, without a severance action, any unguarded thoughts would potentially lead to exploitation. Captains with crew often had their crew implanted with neurological communicator devices to enable communications at a distance and recovery by the ship. Crew reconstitution has always been by order of the Captain to preserve the social fabric of the crew.

Those connections required control by the DSC's Central Cortex Processor mainframe architecture to limit crew to appropriate levels of operational and technical information, and for appropriate levels of situational awareness. Access to ships sensors and mechanics to include internal and external viewers was specific to crew functions. Crew had always had access to Datastream but volume was never comparable what was normal for the Captain's use.

When Captains meet, and time and situation allows, it is customary to share a Welcome Drink. It is usually a potent liquid sipped and enjoyed while exchanging information, ideas and other points of interest to build commonalities. The intent is to share friendly interactions that aid in cooperation and mutually supporting leadership activities.

The Welcome Drink tradition is older than either of the DSC or LRSS Fleets with roots in the Avalonian home world that date back before their society reached for the stars. It is viewed as a method to strengthen alliances, friendships and bonds of commitment depending on the situations when the Welcome Drink is performed. The DSC Fleet uses it extensively because of the solitary nature of most Captain's service.

o/o

Noel was really taken with Jane D and it caused me to feel an arousal thinking that these two hottest babes of the Avalonian Fleet were not only on Starchaser with me but also attracted to each other for whatever reason. Knowing Jane D's experience softened the edge for me and evoked my empathy.

I felt a kindness towards her similar to the way Noel had drawn me to her on Eleuthera that first night we met. I felt we had a compelling connection between our Spirits that evening, so of course that was to be celebrated as much now with Jane D as it was for our first meeting.

Noel's question, if they could be connected with neural communicators the same as we were, pushed us into the Datastream again for references. Together we went straight to our newest favorite place for information, the Farpoint Nexus Cortex.

We found Datafiles easily that needed Starchase's interpolation algorithms to decipher that were missing parts of our search parameters. Either we were missing specific terms or there was nothing there for us to see.

Our eyes connected and to Jane D it would just be an uncertain look in the milliseconds it took to go out, search and be back. "That is a great question Noel. I think we should share a Welcome Drink and include that in the discussion that follows, don't you Jane D?"

I paused a moment as was customary when mentioning the Welcome Drink as a way of preparing. They were both nodding yes but I continued to speak as part of my welcoming Jane D aboard Starchaser and Starchase.

"We should share a Welcome Drink because A, it is the proper thing to do. 2, we want Jane D to feel that Starchaser is also her home. And tertiarily, this question hasn't been answered before, that I can determine, so we need to get comfortable to consider it properly."

I had a mused look on my face as Noel looked over at me and gave me an actual eye roll for my way of listing three things not using the same listing scheme. "Nice Dad joke my Captain."

Jane D covered her mouth and laughed looking more at Noel than she did at me.

When Jane's eyes connected with mine, it was a very pleasant moment. I know Noel felt the pang of excitement that went straight through me and I felt her body's nervous, endocrine, and reproductive systems respond with what might have been a soft orgasm of all things.

I heard Noel's thought assuring me she was fine with my feelings of attraction because finally I was responding the way she was expecting me to all along, and because she was experiencing the same thing too.

It was a new feeling for me I discovered I liked and I realized women definitely had an advantage over males in this category of pleasure. What I recognized was the reverberation of the shared energy transmitted, or triggered by the neurologic communications of our implants.

It occurred to me that energy had likely been the source of the need for our reconstitution with Colby and Audrey during our 4-way orgasm at Farpoint Station. Knowing our DSCs were able to overcome a body over-stimulation reaction meant it was no longer the great concern it might have been without an emergency PT we could fall back on.

I led the way aft past the facilities section to the dining room and to the port side where we stepped up into the comfortable and cozy recreation lounge. This part of the dining room was set up for socializing with things to recline and lean on whether together or alone.

There were small tables and similar things to rest beverages on as well as seats for 1, 2 or many to share. We went to where Starchaser had already provided my preferred Welcoming Drink for us. It was on a tray on a table to the forward side of the lounge by the port side windows.

Jet-Sprite was visible through the windows not far away and the parallel wings of Starchaser and Starchasen extended outward towards Jane D's ship with our Twin Ship still in ventral sides together configuration. Viewing the Twin Ship this way was quite spectacular and with another DSC nearby in full view, we were all looking through the windows at the marvelous ships and Neptune as the background.

I meant to slip my arm around Noel's waist but they were both standing either side of me and I felt it was too forward to put my other arm around our guest so I behaved myself and kept my arms to my sides. Noel looked at me and I realized I had not blocked that thought.

Her look was loving and appreciative, but she also bit her lower lip in that evocative way women do and her eyes moved over to look at Jane D who was still looking at her DSC. Jane D said wistfully, "I don't get to see her like that very often, Jet-Sprite I mean. Is it just me or are DSCs the sexiest starships you have ever seen?"

I had changed my choice of traditional Welcome Drink when I was on Earth Sentinel duty at some point over those 47 Earth years. I found the Earther's penchant for Bourbon, Whiskey, and Rum for celebrations surprisingly delightful.

The Avalonian preference for Zeta Sagittarii with its chromatic effect in the optical nerve was never my preference and the Earther's alcoholic distilled liquids have a delightful erogenous effect on the genitals of males and females of many Avalonian lifeforms.

We sat across from each other looking across the low table with the drinks on it. The couch seats were wide and low backed that curved around the small round table that was no higher than the seat cushions. I'd chosen this particular table as it had three equally sized curved couches around it, each separated by a space between between them to step into the circular arrangement like a triad.

I stood up to lift the tray holding three clear low and wide glasses each with a shiny silver cube inside surrounded by the amber color of Bourbon. It was my honor to present the tray to my fellow Captains, our guest Jane D and then Noel, and for them to take theirs before I took my own.

I returned the tray to the table and took my seat again, each of us in the middle of the couch we sat on. Following tradition, everyone waited until the one serving the Welcome Drink was seated before tasting began.

No words were said as the drink was brought to the lips and sipped, a sign of trust and appreciation for the hospitality extended. I knew Noel would recognize the taste if not the flavor, realizing I did not know if she had ever tried a Bourbon. Her eyes looked up to mine and she thought to me a compliment acknowledging it tasted like an expensive choice.

Jane D had an immediate response and looked like she just sipped the most amazing drink she had ever tasted. She honored me by looking into my eyes as she took a second and much larger sip.

I heard Noel think, 'we better keep an eye on her bucko' causing me to have to clear my throat having inhaled a little bourbon down my trachea instead of it going down my esophagus.

Jane D looked between us and sipped her drink again. "May I ask you two to speak instead of think to each other? I really don't get to talk to a lot of people and I really want to hear these things you are sharing because something is going on."

I cleared my throat again as Noel was nodding yes. I thought to Starchase, 'put SPL=BN on standby, priority only'. Starchase responded with, [SPL=BN priority only]

"Of course you should ask and it was rude of us to not do that before you came aboard. As you suspect, we do a lot of thinking together. Noel just thought we should keep an eye on you with how much you like the Bourbon."

"It's an Earth distilled liquid called Bourbon Whiskey usually made from corn and aged in wooden barrels for an extended time frame. Our next Welcome Drink will be a Scotch Whiskey which has a higher proportion of malted barley that tends to have a smokier flavor."

"It's having a very nice effect on me," Jane D said looking up at me with her beautiful eyes, then she looked at Noel "Does it make you feel really good Noel? It's making me feel.... horny... is that right?"

Noel wasted no time in responding, smiling and nodding, "Yes, that's right and just like how the print buffer scanner thing made me feel. I really don't mind a PT ever." I could sense that Noel was pushing an agenda moving the conversation in that direction.

"Yeah? That's how it was for me too, I thought it was just me! But I really wasn't that surprised to be honest." Jane D laughed in that magical way that I could listen to for the rest of eternity and glad Noel would not hear that thought.

Jane D was looking at her glass as if trying to see the spirits contained within the liquid. Then she blushed again and sucked in her lips as if tasting the liquor from her lips.

"Noel," she looked at me then back to Noel, "you guys are the Avalonian Ideal Committed Pair, I have seen the images of you two together and there is no doubt you two are... awesome as a couple. If you ever..." Jane D paused and breathed in looking like she was daring herself to say something.

"Oh I don't know why I need to say this, but if I don't say it I might miss this opportunity. You know, if an opportunity is wasted it might never come again." I could feel it was something big but she was either too shy to say what it or she was afraid that saying it could change everything in an unwanted way.

Noel slid around on her couch until she was as close to Jane D's couch as she could get without falling off the end of her own curved couch. "Oh my God Jane D, if you are going to offer what I think you are going to offer... Please, please say what you want to say."

If it wasn't for these two hot babes having the most nondescript conversation ever, looking hot as hell I might have lost interest. I had another sip of Bourbon while waiting for them to actually say something, not wanting to assume anything which was always a bad trait for a Captain.

"If you ever need or want... me to be with you, a consort or companion, please say. I'm not committed to anyone. I mean how could I be, nobody talks to me and the virtual fantasies are so predictable and I've seen and felt them all."

Wow, in one moment I went from having no clue what these two were going on about to knowing more than I thought I wanted to. I was actually thankful Noel could not know the intensity of the masculine response I was experiencing, partly because Jane D voiced her wanting to be part of our sexual coupling and my mind immediately went to old repressed fantasies I had of being with her.

The Bourbon was working its magic on my masculinity as well as it was having its effects on their femininity. Noel looked at me and my eyes locked on with hers. I knew we were both missing our ability to look with our mind's eyes too.

I saw her smile in a way I have seen so many times, like she was looking at my big hard cock, only this time she was just looking at my eyes as if trying to convince me something was a good idea. Her eyes told me everything I needed to know and I nodded and she become radiant.

She shifted her attention to Jane D, she moved over to sit on the couch next to her and took both of her hands again in hers. They were sitting closer together than I had ever seen Noel sit with anyone who wasn't me, their bodies touching. I was amazed to witness these two knock-out babes touch and then kiss for the first time.

= N =

Avalonian Idea Committed Pairs choose to be bound by Spirit for eternity unless deciding otherwise by mutual agreement. Oftentimes their love for each other is great enough for any number of things to happen. It could be even great enough to let the other go from the commitment.

More frequently couples will choose to share their desire to be together, but also have others who they are just as close to in Spiritual compatibility. A separation never becomes a complete severance as Spirits entwine forever and continue to grow in awareness as both partners encounter compatible others who in time bond and in effect expand the family unit.

Some family units grow into communities of bonded Spirits where all are present together. Love energy is affirming and supporting others with love builds the strongest associations.

Love and inclusion is accepted as a viable and necessary method for ensuring that harmony remains as the primary attribute of Avalonian society. A society where none are left alone, everyone is accepted, and the whole benefits from maintaining positive points of view with optimism.

Possibilities that survive considerable discernment and become reality are celebrated by all of the loving partners. None of it is haphazard and such pairings are binding. Such commitments are supported and accepted publicly. Public displays of affection exceed what is normal outside of the Avalonian Combine.

An Avalonian Committed Pair will accept an individual to join them if both partners are attracted to them and there is a harmony between the individual Spirit and the Spiritual bond of the Committed Pair. The addition of the individual provides an extension of the passionate love expression and increases the pair's togetherness including sex without a stigma or bias attributed to the additional partner.

The arrangement can be constant, persistent, or occasional. A rare partnering is the Avalonian Committed Triad, when a completely accepted third merges Spirits with an already Committed Pair forming Three Spirits as One, or One Spirit in Three bodies.

-v-

The bourbon was a nice choice Barrett made and I did not know about the Welcome Drink tradition. I had a flashback memory of the reception at the DSC Headquarters where we had a potent drink but I didn't remember it really as a ceremony.

I needed more information so I did a quick dive into the Datastream and found, 'it's usually a small gathering custom, done more intimately than in an open forum', like the reception we had at the Headquarters cathedral-like building on Farpoint. Now it made sense.

I love Bourbon and all those alcoholic drinks, how they made me tingle and horny all by themselves. Of course I could see Barrett's eyes in my mind's eye, using his eyes to look at my boobs again making me horny all the same.

I also wouldn't mind him checking out Jane D for me but he's being a good boyfriend right now. I know he feels a responsibility to her as a fellow DSC Captain but there was no possible way he couldn't find her sexy hot.

She was a totally hot babe and I loved Barrett too much to expect him to not look at her as the work of art God put in the Universe for us to appreciate. And I knew he was listening to every one of the thoughts in my head, naughty boy.

'Jane D likes Bourbon too! We better keep an eye on her bucko', I thought to Barrett, causing him to cough bourbon he inhaled into his lungs. Jane D was so beautiful and sexy, I could see Barrett in my mind's eye giving me a hard time, but he's right and oh so very right.

I was suddenly shocked back to reality when Jane D said, "May I ask you two to speak instead of think to each other? I really don't get to talk to a lot of people and I really do want to hear the things you are sharing because I know something is going on." I nodded yes not wanting to upset her in any way and I felt a little embarrassed not knowing why I would feel that way.

Barret thought to Starchase to put SPL=BN on standby for priority messages only and Starchase responded in our heads. Then he said, "Of course we should and we were rude to not do that when you came aboard."

"As you have suspected, we do a lot of thinking together. Noel just thought to me we should keep an eye on you with how much you like Bourbon." And he went on about what Bourbon was, and Scotch saying that was for next time. I liked he was thinking there would be a next time.

I could not take my eyes off her and now I could not look through Barrett's eyes to see where he was looking. I secretly hoped he was checking her out too, which felt right to me but I didn't know why I was thinking it.

I was always jealous before when a boyfriend would even look at any other female. It was proof to me that I was not who I was brought up to think I was, not an Earth woman at all but as they said, a stranded Avalonian woman waiting patiently for rescue. I felt like I needed to be rescued all over again in the moment.

Jane D looked up at Barrett and said with the thinnest veil of innocence, "It's having a very nice effect on me," then her beautiful eyes looked at me. "Does it make you feel really good Noel?"

It was as if she was consulting with me as a woman from the planet the drink was from. I had an idea where her next words were going and she did not disappoint me. "It's making me feel... horny... is that right?"

I was already smiling and nodding, "Yes, that's right and that's what happened to me in the print buffer scanner thing. I really don't mind a PT ever." I remembered the two pulses, the first one was a clitoral awakener and the second one was a soft orgasm.

Jane D was smiling and nodding, apparently remembering something similar. "Yeah for me too, I thought it was just me, but I really wasn't that surprised," and then Jane D's laugh melted my heart in a magical way. I wanted to hear her laughing for the rest of my long life.

Then I saw her blush again and she sucked in her lips in that super sexy way as if tasting cum between her lips. "Noel," she looked at Barrett checking on him before she looked back at me. It was like an eternity look that made time stand still for us.

Then she continued like the cosmic hand brake that held onto that moment in time was released again. "You guys are the Avalonian Ideal Committed Pair. I have seen images of you two together, there's no doubt you are... truly awesome as a couple."

I knew where she was going but I was never going to interrupt this. It was as beautiful as she was. "If you ever... oh I don't know why, but I need to say this. I don't want to miss the opportunity, you know, an opportunity wasted might never come again." She was on the edge and needed a push.

I moved along my couch until I was as close to her as I could go without falling on the floor between my couch and the one Jane D was sitting in the middle of. She had paused and needed a push for permission to continue.

"Oh my God Jane D. If you are going to offer what I think you are going to offer..." I looked into her eyes and saw she wanted to say what I thought she wanted to say. I nodded slightly and gave her the gentle permission she needed, "please say what you want to say." I found myself desperate to hear her words.

She took a breath, then took her chance. "If you ever need or want... me to be with you, a consort or companion, please say. I'm not committed to anyone, I mean how could I be, nobody talks to me and the virtual fantasies are so predictable and I've seen and felt them all."

My heart fluttered and I was as wet as if Barrett had told me he needed to fuck me.

I looked at Barrett who was looking at me. I was missing our ability to think together so I smiled and thought about his cock, knowing what I wanted and I did my best to ask him nonverbally what he wanted.

I think we both started nodding at the same time. It was all the permission I needed from my mate and forever lover. He made me feel bold and audacious. I scooted and moved over to sit so close to Jane D that our thighs were touching.

I took both of her hands in mine and could feel our nearest boobs were pressing together. No words were needed. I just leaned closer and she met me in the middle, our lips touched caressing.

We kissed tenderly, lips touching and gently moving, breathing in each other's breath and inhaling each other's essence. Our eyes closed as our lips meshed then parted open for a tip of the tongue touch, and a little tongue flutter also shared.

We shared a mutual mmmm that made my heart race. Our eyes opened for a nose length gaze into each other's eyes seeing our Spirit's eternity. I had never kissed a woman before and it was so much more delicate and tantalizing than when I kissed my Barrett.

We squeezed each others hands and let our lips part. I noticed we were connected by a saliva string between our lips, no doubt a Bourbon saliva mixture. It was heavenly and I wanted so much with her, wanted to hold her body to mine, to touch and fondle her boobs, wanted to have her do the same to me, but this was enough for now.

I was for the first time loving a physically ideal Avalonian woman who was as genuine and personable as anyone I had ever met. I knew we were already kissing best friends who could touch each other. I felt I could trust her with all my secrets.

I was smiling and she was smiling. It was a moment I never wanted to end or to forget. We must have had the same idea at the same moment as our faces turned as if choreographed to face Barrett before our eyes finally broke away to look at him.

His eyes had not missed us enjoying ourselves and he looked very pleased. I felt happy that he was accepting of me kissing another woman and it was so affirming I loved him even more than I did the moment before I kissed her. Barrett was no doubt erect and ready for pussy fucking.

But just like always, he was checking out something with his neural communicator. We both noticed and shared a laugh at the situation we were in. We were so ready to get him involved with us and he was busy checking in with Starchaser, or Starchase, no doubt getting updated on the slow moving convoy of ships just outside Sol's heliosheath being monitored by the sensor picket line.

I let go of Jane D's hands to slip my arm around her back and cup her breast with my free hand, and I was pleased she was feeling me up just the same. We were definitely besties now and I was soaking wet in my uniform. Again our eyes were connected like magnets.

"Have you ever..." I asked her slightly dipping my chin, and she was already shaking her head no. I wasn't going to let this opportunity to experience each other get past us either. She was still gently squeezing my boob and I took that as her permission for what I hoped was also her hope and desire.

I slid to the floor pushing her knees apart and got on my knees opening her uniform. Her uniform was white with a long stiff standing collar that went from behind her head around her neck then followed down her well rounded feminine chest, to her waist and parted on her thighs the way she was sitting.

The uniform was open under her chin so her skin was uncovered from her hairline and face to her chest with a thin layer in the gap where it pulled closer together that framed her cleavage making it irresistible to l look at. I found it parted easily to my hands as I pushed it open and found her white shear under-uniform revealed the goddess within.

She parted her legs for me and her hands touched my bare shoulders feeling she gave me permission to touch her and see her. Her thin flexible panties parted in front down the center exposing her.

I looked up her body as she scooted her hips forward that spread her legs wider giving me total access. Her scent was unlike any female I had ever been near, she was more like a flower than anything I remembered from the women's locker rooms on Earth.

My tongue touched her where I had never been close to a woman before. I had never been attracted to women until Barrett took me to Farpoint Station. There I first had a thought about what it would be like to be with women who were very much like me, and I had always loved my own body.

My self love was always strong and I never understood women who were self critical. It seemed to be a natural extension of me as I became aware of myself as an Avalonian woman. In this moment I knew this was something I wanted to explore.

My hands had moved outside her hips and my fingers slid up inside her uniform and inside her panties feeling her firm butt cheeks. I had never wanted a woman the way I wanted my new bestie. I was only just becoming aware of how much I wanted her as a lover.

My first taste of our Avalonian Angel's nectar was the best thing I had tasted since my last taste of Barrett's cum. In my mind and heart I felt the heat of the love and the brightness of pure love flowing between us and surrounding us. It was as unconditional and as compelling as the love I had committed to with my Barrett.

The sounds emanating from her were pure pleasure and I was sure Barrett must have heard. I couldn't really hear much after that when her thighs clamped together covering my ears as her body responded to my touches. Barrett was not in my vision and I didn't bother trying to use my neural communicator knowing it was on priority only.

My face was in Jane D's crotch, her inner thighs pressed over my ears made her voice barely audible when she said, "oh yes" like it was something amazing. I felt my uniform skirt flipped onto my back to expose my butt. I didn't need a neural connection to know my Captain was behind me doing that.

It was followed by the incredible pleasure of Barrett's bulbous cock head as he pressed open my soaking wet pussy lips and thrust his cock into my pussy as he plunged his big girthy cock so nicely deep into my cunt. Like the first time, it gave me a small orgasm just him doing that.

Her "oh yes" must have been her first look at Barrett's cock. I remembered my first time seeing his girthy monster and how I've craved it ever since. I did my best tonguing to stimulate her to orgasm doing what works for me and hoping it worked for her too and it seemed to be just right for her.

This was a new favorite position for me, with Barrett's cock in my pussy and Jane's pussy on my face, mouth and tongue. Her words had been she had never been with anyone so this really was virgin territory.

He controlled his thrusting with his hands gripping my waist just above my hips. He was pumping my body and I knew I was not going to last long. I had Jane's thighs gripping my head holding my face against her perfect cunny.

I was being used by both of them for their pleasure and my rise to climax started all on its own. It had not asked me for my permission and I was powerless to stop it. I was full of cock and his swinging balls were slapping my crotch.

My clit was stimulated again to the extreme and it was responsible for making me hot and for causing endorphins to run wild throughout my body that spread pleasure sensations everywhere. I let go a loud wanton moan from my mouth against her pussy as I came hard. Jane's moan vied for supremacy with mine.

She came hard with her body jerking and trembling like bolts of electricity were jolting her. She clamped my head tightly between her quaking thighs. My mouth filled rapidly with her jetted cum. I wondered if this was her inspiration for naming her DSC Jet-Sprite instead of for the atmospheric phenomenon of visible energy released into space.

I was sure if I could hear anything, I would have heard Barrett's tenor moan when his hot cum flooded my pussy and womb. He triggered my deeper orgasm that squeezed his cock tight enough he wouldn't be able to pull out.

With Jane's inner thighs for my hearing protection, I only heard my own pounding heartbeat. I was exactly where I wanted to be, completely loved and wanted.

o/o

With Noel entertaining our guest with her lips and hands, I checked in with Starchase and the linked sensor picket line that Starchaser had placed before our trip to Farpoint. The fleet of ships out there was big in numbers but their individual sizes were diminutive compared to any Farpoint ship.

The sensors were detecting a moderate level of electromagnetic activity between the ships, some were pulse energy directed towards particular ships and others were broadband, general and easily monitored. Starchasen was actively interpolating codes and indicated the energy transmissions were easily pattern recognized. They were logged and registered as language complete with patterns that resolved to both sound and visual forms.

I was not worried about sharing all this at the moment because what Noel and Jane D were doing was just as important as what I was doing. My activity was in good order for the Avalonian Fleet and their activity was in good order for conduct by Captains of the Avalonian Fleet in particular and for the Avalonian Combine in general.

Every reported status was routine for the ships being observed and we were in no hurry to engage with them. Their vector was constant and unchanging which gave them no apparent destination. They were heading somewhat in the direction of Farpoint but at an oblique wide enough to miss it entirely.

Their speed alone at 0.8 Lightspeed would put them in the vicinity of Farpoint in several thousand years shy of 300,000 Earth years. Their transmissions were mostly status updates, some concerns for a few vessels being assisted by other vessels, and a vanguard arrayed at the front and sides of the convoy were no doubt in a watchful mode for awareness of anything that could be detected at the edge of their sensor range.

The video images showed them to be a race I had not seen before and a packet I had sent to the Nexus Cortex Processor for identification came back as a no resolution available. So we were looking at someone new in our part of the Galaxy and what were they doing here?

Noel bumped my foot and I looked down. I was somewhat surprised to see my mate had her face buried in our guest's crotch. I popped back to the clear reality of what was happening in front of me. The fleet data was all being captured by Starchaser's cortex processor anyway.

Jane D's uniform collar was still behind her neck but the long flowing rib on each side of her front closure was spread wide exposing not only her ample cleavage through the shear under-uniform layer but also her breasts, and a view of her down to her navel. The shear under-uniform material seemed barely there, a strikingly different appearance to Noel's Nordic Warrior Woman outfit that only covered her boobs and had her cleavage exposed in a splendid show of the Avalonian woman's body.

I was already hard and this was a clear invitation. Jane was moaning with her hands and thighs holding Noel's head and face against her pussy. She was thrusting her hips into my lover's face and her eyes were locked on mine with an expression of thanks and joy.

In my wildest dreams I never imagined Jane would actually be on Starchaser wanting sex with us. Previously my dreams had been of her with me, before I discovered my true self in deployed Fleet operations experience.

Jane was not looking away from me looking between my eyes and my mid section.

I wondered how her expression would change if I stood up and opened my uniform lowers for her to see my already hard cock.

That seemed pointless so instead I stood and had Starchaser PT my uniform off me to give Jane D her first look at my bare and aroused masculine body. I was full size and throbbed pointing out and upward.

My reward was instant. Her eyes locked onto my cock. Her already heavy breathing became full lungful panting, and Jane's husky voice said a loud and lusty, "Oh Yessss!!!"

Her eyes remained locked onto my manhood as I moved. I knelt down between Noel's feet and knees, lifted her Norse Warrior Woman skirt. The bodice panel programmed to allow my penetration when her skirt was lifted.

I brought my cock head to her soaking wet pussy lips, pressed her lips apart, and thrust deeply inside. Noel was wet slick as she always was whenever she was horny but she was just as tight as she always was every time. It was like the first time we fucked on Starchaser+A's pilots bench seat.

My hands gripped her hips where they flared from her waist. I held her firmly and thrust hard to bury my cock balls deep into her. It caused a subtle push of her face more firmly into Jane. Not aggressively but enough so Jane would know it was through my fucking of her new playmate that I was indirectly pleasuring her with my body energy.

Jane was watching me fucking her new bestie and her eyes were focused on my hips pounding into her luscious ass. I fucked Noel hard to remind her just how much she turned me on. Noel was mewing into Jane's crotch

I felt Noel's pussy shudder and tremble before her orgasm washed over her. Noel's sexy moan was loud but muted as it was directed into Jane's crotch. I came hard and strong sending geysers of creamy cum into Noel, packing her full of my warm semen.

Her pussy gripped my cock like she was going to crush it and she trapped me inside her. Noel's vaginal muscles were amazing, rhythmically drawing me inward and making it impossiblen for me to pull out of her.

I glanced up to witness the captivating Captain Jane D, the Avalonian Goddess of my dreams, experiencing her own orgasm in what for me was an epic erotic vision. Her sweet sounds a wanton moan that far exceeded all daydreams of this moment with her in throes of sexual release.

She had my subordinate Captain's mouth held firmly against her crotch between her sexy thighs. Once I was able to slip out of Noel's pussy, my withdrawal left her sexual organs full of my cream. Noel and Jane remained as they were somewhat unable to move riding the crests of their orgasms together.

I had part of my cum load left to drain from my cock as I withdrew. Instead of flexing Kegels to empty it into Noel, I went over to Jane and with one foot on the couch next to her, I brought my cock close to her cheek. I touched her chin with my finger to have her turn her face towards me.

Her eyes opened and her tongue licked her lips as she saw my slick cock so close to her face. I moved the glistening tip of my cock to her lips. She smiled and looked up at my eyes then reached a hand up to touch my manhood.

Jane inspected her first cock with interest then looked up at my eyes as her tongue emerged from her parted lips. I could feel the heat of her breath caressing the sensitive skin of my cock head and realized I was nodding as I looked back into her gorgeous eyes.

She licked the end of my still creamy cock head then put her lips to the tip pressing her lips against the helmet shaped crown. That moment made it easy for me to relax and empty the rest of my cum load into her mouth. She drank the cum as her hand and fingers stroked my cock.

The pressure of her thumb underneath drew out a good flow of cum into her mouth. She slid her lips over the entire crown and down the shaft taking my cock inside her mouth. I could feel her tongue underneath my shaft and felt her swallow.

I put my hand behind her head aware I was touching her hair that was soft and thick around my fingers. Cupping the back of her head, I pressed my cock into her mouth and she opened her jaw wide that allowed my cock to pass through her mouth and into her throat.

Her hands were on my thighs ready to push against me if she needed to. I was gentle, didn't force anything, and felt her lick the root of my cock still inside her mouth. My hand removed from her head, she licked me clean as she relaxed and watched my shaft emerge from her mouth until she was looking at my saliva shiny cock in front of her.

Her hands moved to her knees, pulled them apart and completely opened her thighs wide enough to have her legs in a full split. Her uniform front had fallen open completely, exposing her breasts and nipples. Noel was still breathing heavily against Jane's wet pussy.

Jane breathed heavily looking pleased with everything that happened and she looked down at Noel. I was certain I saw them wink at each other.

Jane's uniform disappeared leaving her completely naked on Starchaser. A naughty daydream now made into reality in my presence and much better than any dream had ever been. Noel was suddenly naked too.

Noel turned her face to look at me and gave Jane one last deliberate lick up the side of her pussy inside along her inner thigh that drew a delightful coo from our guest. Noel's voice was husky, "Jane D, anytime you want your pussy licked, I'm your girl."

I knew from before the SPL=BN link became emergency only that Noel was in love with Jane and from her behavior it was the same kind of love lust she had with me.

What she did next completely surprised me as I had never seen anyone do it, not even on Recalcitrant.

Noel grabbed my hand to steady herself and stepped up on the couch facing me to straddle Jane's face and let my creamy cum fall from her cunt. Jane was ready and opened her mouth taking the flow of Avalonian masculine creamy cum into herself. It was an act of intimacy more meaningful than just a part of a sexual act.

Jane still had a hand on my cock and reached her other hand underneath Noel's leg to cup Noel's butt cheek to steady her and to get every bit of what was flowing out of Noel into her mouth. It was an erotic sight and much different than watching her coat my cock with it to be able to lick it off me like a big soft serve ice cream on a stick.

Even more erotic, and something I had never thought of or seen was Jane keeping her mouth full of my cum she had not swallowed. She made a purposeful show that the foamy cum remained in her full open mouth.

Noel saw and climbed down intently, them looking at each other like their faces were inexorably attracted. Noel kissed her with an equally open mouth and they made out, fondling each other, in no rush to finish until their kiss parted revealing they had empty mouths.

We had finished for now and I suggested we go to the loo together. The three of us we were nude together and it felt good and natural as if it was the way we were supposed to be together. I noticed in the internal video feeds they were holding hands as we walked. They were following and just behind me.

Entering Starchaser's forward Upper Main Deck loo felt naughty as we all went inside together. "Barrett, I love your Starchaser, I have had fantasies about being with you on your ship, having you do amazing things to me and returning your favors."

"I want you to know this because I was totally turned on just being here when I arrived. What we just did was more perfect than you can imagine. I am really grateful to you, Noel for making me feel welcome, wanted and loved." They were standing in the space between the entry and the interior rooms with the full size mirrors all around giving us views of all sides of our bodies if we looked.

I felt Jane needed to know it was everyone else who was different from us. "Just so you know Jane, you weren't the only one who imagined us doing all that on my ship. Reaching out to me that first time was more than a kindness, it made me feel appreciated. It really is wonderful we now have a chance to live our dreams."

She looked like she was vibrating with excited energy. I continued, "You two should have a moment together, I'm going under the falling waters." I kissed Noel first and then I kissed Jane D on her lips, our first kiss and I felt Noel's hand stroke my still hard cock. I don't know why it was a powerful gesture from my mate but it made the moment perfect.

I moved away from them and Noel's hand slipped off my cock. Seeing my shorter Noel embrace a taller Jane was an amazing view. They began making out again as I went into the falling waters shower surrounded by the flora of Avalonia. I'd always enjoyed feeling the delightful pleasure of the cleansing water on my skin.

It was not long before they found their way into the shower with me and included me in their next embrace. Our kissing included a three way crush of bodies pressed together.

My cock was somewhere between them and their boobs were pressed together and into my chest. I had two sexy Avalonian women aboard my DSC and we were romantically intimate together, an experience I decided was well worth waiting years to happen.

Noel got my attention with a statement and question I had not considered. "Barrett, we need her. We need Jane D as our Triad partner. It is what I want and I think you want her too. It is what you want, isn't it Jane D?"

I was so used to having Noel's thoughts in my mind, it felt like I was partially deaf without her constant stream of thinking going on with my own thoughts.

Jane D added to Noel's request looking first at Noel and then to me, "Oh! Yes please! Noel and Barrett, please know this as my truth. I never wanted a man of my own in this lifetime. I became Captain because I wanted to live my life by my own rules, in my own control."

"I never wanted to be a man's only one, someone I would have to serve forever and bear his children. Sometimes I think the DSC was made for me and I was made for Jet-Sprite."

"But I have cravings, that I cannot deny. You know that having been with me now.

And I can't believe this is finally happening! I always wanted a couple to be with who would share me and who I could be with when we could get together. When we do, we do everything as much as we can for as long as we can."

"It's what held me back before, with you Barrett, I wanted so much. I don't care that you both know my secrets, about me and my desires, because I trust both of you. I have a naughty mind and I have a dream of being a Triad partner.'

"So this would be my dream come true. I promise. You will always be my Committed Pair and I will be your Committed Triad partner. If you would have me."

-v-

I could not believe how hard Barrett was fucking my pussy. No doubt in my mind they were watching each other and watching what they were both doing to me. I had my tongue in her but she was humping my mouth and face, using my nose to pleasure her clit. She got rough with me when he started fucking me. I really did not want to be anywhere else in the universe. It was my first time with a woman and everything told me I was doing things right.

An amazing cum rush flowed all over me. Her cum gushed into my mouth and I instinctively swallowed. His cum pushed me over my orgasm threshold and I didn't have his emotions invading my own. This was a selfish feeling orgasm, it was radiating from my clenched pussy gripping his cock so hard, it felt really good.

I felt Barrett tug hard like he was trying to pull out but he couldn't. The tugs prolonged the intensity of my climax. Then his gushing cum flow plunged into my uterus and packed my tubes, such an amazing feeling of being filled from the inside of my orgasming body.

It relaxed me, enough for him to pull out, and even then it felt like he left me full on his way out. I held onto Jane D's thighs as her legs had me clamped in her vice grip until her convulsing orgasm subsided before I could even look up. When I did I saw my Barrett touch her chin with his finger that turned her face to his gorgeously big cock glistening with my wetness.

She opened her mouth and her lovely tongue came out to lick my wetness on his bulbous cock head, his oozing cum still leaking from his tip was on her tongue. She looked up at him, wanted him to enjoy her, and used her hand to stroke him. Her reward was his flow of creamy cum I saw go into her mouth. She closed her lips around his cock and she swallowed everything.

I was happy that she obviously liked tasting both of us. She even allowed Barrett to put his hand behind her head to push his cock into her throat before he pulled out. I was totally amazed I had not a hint of jealousy about my man using her face. That was the first moment I knew this was not just a lust I had for my bestie, I loved her and wanted her to be happy as much as I wanted Barrett to be happy.

Her uniform disappeared as she was spreading her legs so wide she could have sat on a balance beam. I got up and had Starchasen PT my uniform off me as I stepped up onto her couch to straddle my gorgeous lovers face. I grabbed Barrett's hand to steady myself and aimed my pussy over her mouth. She looked willing and eager as I relaxed and let Barrett's creamy white cum flow down out of my cunt and into her open mouth.

She enjoyed it, swirling her tongue around and swallowed it as fast as it flowed into her mouth. I knew I loved her before and now I love lusted for her. I wanted her to somehow be ours. Her tongue touched my pussy lips that coaxed out the last glob of Barrett's cum while our eyes connected like lightning bolts. Then she just remained there with her mouth open full of his cum and I knew what I wanted.

I wanted to share Barrett with her and I moved down with my mouth open and ready to share his cum with her. It was the most sensual and erotic sensation making out with another woman's body to touch like hers was my own. We touched each other everywhere with exploring fingers as our tongues slid together through Barrett's cum. Slowly it all disappeared into our tummies until we just shared our saliva. I knew I was in love.

Barrett had to help me and Jane to stand up, we assisted each other as our bodies were trembling with sexual energy still coursing through us. He suggested we go to the forward upper main deck loo to enjoy the glow of our shared sexual pleasure. My fingers laced with Jane D's as we walked.

I never really had a girlfriend before and I liked it a lot. Someone who was very much like me and with a body as attractive to me as mine was. I always thought that was something weird about me, how I found the feminine form so attractive, but now it just made total sense.

Jane confided in Barrett telling him about her fantasies of being right here with him and he was so kind in return. He told her that she was perfectly fine with her dreaming such a thing because he too had dreamed the same thing, about doing things with her right here. I could see her relaxing as she understood she was amongst friends who were not judging her and accepting her as she was.

Barrett kissed us both then kept going into the atrium at the back of the loo. Jane kissed me again and took me into the tiled urinal room where she said she had something she always wanted to do. I loved how we could just hold each other and make out as we let our bladders empty. It felt so natural and so right, just like being with my Barrett, except for her sexy curves.

We finished with that end of pee body-quake and went into the atrium where Barrett was standing in the rain. The rain felt good as we rinsed off under the falling cleansing water. Barrett seemed lost in his thoughts, but not like when he was with Starchaser thinking whatever, he was calmer and totally hard.

We went to him and had a three way hug. One of my boobs was pressed into her under boob, my other boob was pressed into Barrett's chest. His cock was huge as usual and it was trapped between our hips. I wanted to remember this moment forever.

I heard Starchasen in my mind, 'Datafile bookmark set' and I breathed in the delicious air surrounding us. I was kissing someone, again and again before I realized we were constantly switching who's lips we were kissing. It was even cooler than my daydreams had been when my man from the stars was having sex with me in my bedroom and on his spaceship. It was better than anything I had ever dreamed of myself, kissing a man and a woman.

I broke the kiss and held them in the tight hug I had on my partners. "Barrett, we need her. We need Jane D as our Triad partner. It is what I want and I think you want her too. It is what you want, isn't it Jane D?" I was so used to hearing Barrett's thoughts in my head I was totally missing him. Thankfully, Jane D picked up my train of thought and she made it hers too.

She squeezed us both tighter in her arms to get our attention like the Captain in charge she was. "Oh yes! Noel and Barrett, I never wanted to have a man of my own in this lifetime. I wanted to be a Captain because I wanted to live my life the way I wanted to with my own choices, and live my way and in my own control."

"I never wanted a man who would expect me to serve him forever and bear his offspring. It was partly why I didn't push for us to get together that first time I reached out to you Barrett."

"I always wanted a couple to share me when we could be together. And when we could, we would do what we have already done and so much more, and as much as we could with the time we have. I promise, that you two are my Committed Pair and I will be your Committed Triad partner, if you will have me to be yours and yours alone."

"And Barrett, please know I have never been with a man. Noel, you were my first woman. I have always wanted this more than anything else, but I never expected my Committed Pair partners would be an amazing couple like both of you. What you just did with me was more than I ever dreamed of doing with anyone and I loved everything we did so far."

I could feel she had run out of words, thankfully as her tears had started. Barrett was again my brilliant Captain. Starchase Link went active with SPL=BNJ and suddenly his thoughts were in my head again. What made it special was I also heard Jane D's thinking too, and her thoughts were totally erotic and I already knew I was going to have to teach her to screen her thinking.

Barrett thought to us in a flash, 'Jane, we live with our neural communicators on an open Indelible Link. This thread is Starchase Priority Link, SPL=BNJ for our private neural communicator implant connection. It is separate from our Twin Ship communications like your connection to Jet-Sprite. We each have our separate connections to Starchaser and Starchasen for Sentient Captain C&C.'

Then he said by voice (and since it was that official language thing, I knew it made this an official proclamation), "Jane D, we accept you as our Triad partner. You are entitled to all Rites of Triad Commitment as our trusted partner." I know he thought the next part to make it her first unspoken shared idea.

'The next time we are intimate Jane, you will experience how good if feels to have my cock inside your pussy and we will share with an unrestricted neurological communication. We three will share ourselves fully and everything we feel we will all experience, including our mutual orgasm.'

I was overjoyed and held my thoughts behind my mental gauzy screen to not blurt them out. Jane D however without training to screen her thoughts treated us to her thanks to the almighty for bestowing on her her dream partner couple, for how she would submit completely to us.

She was shocked at her immediate submissiveness at first, but then she reassured herself she would only accept and allow us to make decisions for her. She thought of the ways she wanted to use her in the ways she had dreamed of the right man and woman pleasuring her that in turn she would pleasure us. The rush of her imagined daydreams were all erotic and we found them wanted and agreeable.

I knew Barrett was thankful she chose us. I saw Jane D's eyes mist over when I thought a loving hug to her and thought, 'We do think to each other all the time and it took some time to get used to. As you know he's a pretty intense guy but I trust him with everything completely.'

I heard her think directly to me, 'I have never felt this kind of acceptance ever. If this is love then I know my home is with you.' Barrett thought to her a mental hug and I joined in with soothing her emotions and helping her to find calm with assurance of acceptance and support.

I thought to her about the moment Barrett had shared with me how to screen my thoughts using the gauzy screen and the thought bubbles. I heard her thankful for my caring about her enough to enable her to only share what she should and for the choice to keep some things private. She practiced a little and Barrett gave us both physical and neural hugs.

Jane D added, 'I want you both to know I love you. Noel, I love you. I always wanted a sexy sister. I felt something when you talked to me that first time. Like I mattered and I was someone you liked. Now I know you and you are fucking hotter than any girl I ever imagined being with. I love your creativity and your sass."

"And Barrett, I have been in love with you since you culminated your first training fleet test. When you then did the second culmination, I knew I would be comparing every other man to you, and nobody comes close. Your cock is amazing and I'm thankful you want me to share it. Thanks for being better than I dared to imagine.'

She really was our perfect Triad partner. I knew she was as authentic as my Barrett welcomed in her unguarded and open mind. My Jane was my perfect sister I could be so very naughty with, and she's the DSC Captain girl I want to be like when I grow up.

= N =

Starchase departed Farpoint Station after receiving the UltraViolet coded file that had unzipped itself into their DSC mainframe architectures. That event immediately upgraded the paradigm shift of an efficient DSC C&C for the Fleet with the Starchase Protocol and the Fleet expansion with the addition of the Twin Ship DSC ship type.

New and highly detailed holograms of the Station itself drew attention to, and brought awareness of, features that had existed for uncounted millennia but were only just revealed. Features like Station polar ring antennas and how they could accelerate Farpoint designed ships into Hyperspace Dimension at a rate significantly higher than the ships could generate with their onboard power plant.

Colby and Audrey combined their efforts again for the teamwork efficiency of determining what using the polar ring antennae meant to the Fleets and to the Academies. Particular attention was applied to operational considerations involved and the adaption to the understanding of the features for Captains and students.

They had watched their new family begin a journey that had never been done in the history of the Avalonian Combine Fleets. It was done with the newest ship type designation, with a new command structure coordinating Captains of the Twin Ship DSCs, they had departed unharmed and 2 hours later dropped out of HD and arrived safely at their destination.

As leaders, they realized their work had begun again even before Barrett had asked if Dragonfry was going to Sol System. Realizing it was part of the new era, they chose to prioritize their available time and instituted a new Spirit based approach to their leadership requirements.

For the first hour that Starchase was in HD transit to Sol, their personal connection was affirmed the way every Committed Pair does. Together they selflessly and generously left no part of themselves unshared. Their neurological communicator implants afforded Audrey and Colby their deepest intimacy, learning about each other's private and closely held secrets that would make it impossible for anyone to divide them.

That level of unity would be essential with the new paradigm enhancements that were unimaginable just centichrons ago. Some members of the Directorate would need assistance to overcome objections to the most recent updates. Thanks again

to Captain Barrett Cross and his partner Captain Noel Anderson who were both personally responsible for the upheaval of stability from megachrons of uninterrupted DSC Fleet operations history.

On arrival back at DSC Fleet HQ and Academy, they reassembled the Directorate and Curriculum Authors for the newest revelation; the UltraViolet coded Farpoint Cortex Datafile. As it was designed to automatically download to Farpoint ships, it was shared to each Director's DSC individually.

Anyone who was not a DSC Captain, as there were a few, joined others on their DSC to witness the display of Farpoint Station in a level of detail that could not be replicated anywhere else at that time. They all observed the Datafile recordings of Starchase's use of the counterclockwise polar ring antenna for the Station assisted HD departure.

For the second time in just centichrons, the LRSS Directorate was notified of a new development discovered by the DSC Fleet. No sooner had they been updated on the latest discovery when a LRSS Captain, present in the LRSS Fleet Headquarters offered to replicate the event with her LRSS+16 Indomitable. The LRSS Fleet Directorate was brought into the discussion and the UltraViolet Coded Nexus Datafile was sent to LRSS+16 Indomitable, still on station at Farpoint.

Captain Drexel Los Metsys was a newer LRSS Fleet Captain and she was eager to prove her ship could perform the same jump to HD maneuver Starchase had pioneered. She said the UltraViolet Datafile automatically downloaded and updated her ship's Central Cortex Processor Architecture and her holographic navigation display was the same as what was observed on the DSC Navitronics display.

From Drexel's point of view, it appeared to be a routine action for Farpoint Station. She pointed out the Station did have ready-made and operational LRSS when Avalonians arrived. She had reasoned that the automated entry sequence channel beacons always provided correct guidance without error and cited it as a good reason to trust the Station to send her LRSS on its way to the Sol System the way it had already done with a DSC new design Twin Ship.

The LRSS Fleet treated it as their own proof of product with full support by the LRSS Fleet Directorate. LRSS+16 Indomitable had her standard augmentation of Starfighters aboard and a host of volunteer DSCs. Social archives noted the DSC Captains involved were eager to follow in the footsteps of Starchase and the infamously courageous Senior Captain Barrett Cross and his glamourous superstar partner Captain Noel Anderson.

The DSC Fleet Command Commander coordinated for DSCs to accompany LRSS+16 Indomitable and made direct coordination with Captain Los Metsys to share the UltraViolet Datafile with all DSCs aboard Indomitable. It was an intentional enhancement to the LRSS proof of product.

The added task was another proof of viability, for supporting a Large Scale Enhancement action while transporting Farpoint Vessels in the HD environment. It would upgrade the Navitronics Systems of a select set of DSC's as a cohort in a controlled experiment. Captain Los Metsys later expressed how the tasking was received to her discreet pleasure.

The LRSS departure scenario for Indomitable only varied by the request to destination Sol System being made from the Avalonian Combine equatorial area of Farpoint Station. Records show a nearly identical approval from Farpoint Control and a similar exit route on the holographic display and departure sequence.

The ring antenna iris gate opened large enough for the LRSS HDE. The event appeared on the enhanced holographic navigation displays of all HDE propulsion system equipped vessels on Farpoint Station with UltraViolet Datafile upgrade. The opening appeared within a microchron as the LRSS accelerated towards the polar ring antenna.

The iris opening expanded large enough for the LRSS HDE to pass through with room to spare, and closed just as quickly. Total time for the iris shutter open and close was 2.1 microchrons. LRSS+16 Indomitable with her full compliment of Starfighters and DSCs was immediately looping HD at 10 parsecs per second at departure.

The mechanics for the Station's iris shutter to open and close at a lateral rate near half light speed was immediately recognized as requiring further study. Information about the Polar Ring Antennae and the Iris Shutter was added by the DSC Academy Curriculum Authors as a separate lesson about Farpoint Station.

The curriculum topic mirrored the lessons for the DSC HDE propulsion and phased transportation systems. For all practicable purposes the subject was "not properly understood" and instructions to Captains were essentially "don't touch it."

o/o

We finished our group make-out to welcome Jane D as our accepted Triad partner connected by our neural communicator implants designated SPL=BNJ. I was able to share with them in a flash what I had monitored when they were otherwise distracted getting to know each other. It was so much better that way with our own Indelible link muted and Jane included all thinking together.

I knew Jane appreciated my memories of respecting her and knowing my fantasies were just as depraved as hers had been. Her memories surprised me with how accurate her imagination had been for everything about my physical body as there was nothing on the Datastream for her to base those ideas. Noel also was thrilled that she was in Jane's fantasies after we left for Farpoint Station based on their brief audio only conversation.

We no longer had time for continuing our pleasure with the situation that was developing near the heliosheath. Current information was flowing on the Datastream from DSC Fleet Headquarters, primarily about the new HD departure option we discovered. Starchase was busy sorting through an onslaught of priority message tags inquiring about method, preparations, cautions, and the like. Most were answered with NSTR, for nothing significant to report.

The one I noted had an extra tag from the DSC Fleet Command Commander, I shared with Noel and Jane before we let go of our Triad embrace. It was a notification on Red Channel of a well loaded LRSS+16 on its way to Sol System.

LRSS+16 Indomitable with Captain Drexel Los Metsys was transporting 214 DSC volunteer Captains for a LRSS Fleet Proof of Product test of the Polar Ring Antenna to duplicate our departure enroute that was traveling at the same rate we had to get to destination.

We moved apart from each other still under the falling rain in the loo atrium. I thought to them, 'Apparently the situation is too exciting for us to be left to our own devices and before we could send for reinforcements to assist.'

Noel added, 'Or perhaps it was intuitive on Colby's part as just what we needed considering the number of ships that were being aided by others.' I appreciated her input and got knowing looks from both of them we had a good team.

We all thought a mutual agreement it was time for uniforms and a plan to approach the convoy fleet outside the heliosheath. If it was the same group that had sent the probe and tender vessel, perhaps they would be ready to communicate with words instead of energy weapons this time. If not then they were no threat to a DSC.

'Let's PT in uniforms my dears and meet in Starchaser's Middle Bridge Deck Aft Conference Room. I have never been so proud or as happy as I am now knowing both of you chose to be mates with me and with each other. Last one there hosts the next Welcome Drink.' I pointed upward since the conference room was roughly up 35 meters and 7 decks from where we were standing on the upper main deck dripping with water.

I heard Noel think her sassy 'Yes my Captain' and disappeared followed by Jane D who mimicked Noel's 'Yes my Captain' and disappeared. I had to laugh, at how I had one sassy partner before and now I had two of them making my life better. Then commanded my PT and was on my way.

We all had PT'd within 2 microchrons and appeared looking immaculate and ready for duty. The efficiency of thought communication was much greater than voice. And I acknowledged I would be the one to host the next Welcome Drink to their eyes of joyful mirth and thoughts from them of 'can't wait' and 'that's not all you're going to be give us.'

The middle bridge deck was at the equator level of the holographic navigation display and the view of Sol System and our 3 DSCs was visible through the open forward side of the conference room to the middle bridge deck. The display was showing to one side of the middle where our DSC and TSDSC icons were tucked behind big blue Neptune and her moons.

It all appeared crisp and clear and for each individual the image zoomed when it was looked at. The enhanced display responded to the neural communicator implant interface and enhanced what we each focused on. It zoomed in when looking then zoomed out when looking away. Very cool indeed and just like looking at the screens on all DSC's information panels.

This was Jane D's first look at the new holographic display and her eyes were drawn to it as we all appeared. She moved from the conference room to the edge of the curved balcony rail and we followed her. "Barrett, what is this?" I smiled knowing I must have looked just like her when I first saw it too.

"That, my dear Captain, is an enhancement thanks to an UltraViolet Coded Datafile we stumbled onto in the Nexus Cortex. It opens and loads itself into the mainframe architecture. Both Starchaser and Starchasen experienced the update to their Navitronics display subroutines that led us to requesting Farpoint Control to send us here and that's how we got here so fast."

"I'm sending it to Jet-Sprite now so you will have the same display when you get back aboard. It will upload automatically as a Farpoint Cortex Datafile." I thought clearly for my partners to hear the command for Starchase to sent it via the Command Routine server also known as the Gold Channel. An immediate receipt flashed on the Starchase status display panel.

I saw Jane D do that glazed eyes check in with her ship thing and she had an appreciative smile. Jane D was looking at her mind's eye and I knew Noel would recognize that look from what she had seen me doing when she first met me. "Wow Barrett you weren't kidding. Fuck, that's the hottest pitchin thing I've ever seen."

I noticed Noel checking out Jet-Sprite through Jane's eyes, another new cerebral communication experience watching what two other connected people were doing. I could not resist thinking to both of them, 'Hey Noel she's got a mouth like you have!' It just seemed like the right push-back thing to do for our crew morale.

Noel's flippant funny girl thought was instant, 'Fuck yeah mister Captain sir!' and she stuck her tongue out at me for the visual effect. All I could do was smile and shake my head no, I reasoned I had deserved that response and changed my head movement to a nod yes.

'Yes you did mister,' Noel replied grabbing her uniform breast plates in each hand gave herself an assertive adjustment. Her boobs lift on purpose for both Jane and me to see. Her smaller hands emphasized how her boobs were an impressive size.

Jane D was all smiles. She gave herself a hug with her arms around herself that equally gave herself comfort and drew attention immediately to her boobs. She thought to us, 'I love you guys more than you will ever know. I wish we didn't have to do something right now...'

I refocused our collective attention and ushered my Captains back to the conference room display screens. Refocusing people seemed to be something I ended up doing often beginning in my academy days. I was usually the one centered more on what was going on than others with me.

A voice discussion was necessary to ensure clarity of command and make anything discussed a point of record. "We have an unknown convoy closing to about their nearest point on the heliosheath on their current path. We really don't know who they are or where they are going."

"A few of the vessels are being assisted by others, so that might be an opportunity to offer assistance. Remember, an offer to help is a clear indication of intention to establish positive communications. And that might possibly become a negotiation to build trust in both directions for us and for them."

Starchase was already layering visual images on the screens. An overlay of many images provided enhancement of passively scanned data for clarity and detail in depth. They revealed a large fleet of many kinds of ships. They had similar design features that suggested they were from the same place.

"It appears to be a migration or possibly a last resort voyage for a group of people. Either way they have issues with some of their ships that are valuable enough to require the fleet to provide mutual assistance. These ships here are being aided by these other ships and as they're located in the center of the group, the term leave no Spirit behind comes to mind." I had pointed to the parts of the display making my comments.

Jane D nodded looking every part of a Captain in Charge of her Ship and she was ready for whatever the mission might require. It was the same as the way she had arrived at Sol System for our relief and departure to Farpoint for Noel's Welcoming. She was known for her bearing and commitment to taking decisive action.

I was thinking strategy and I took leadership for the mission as the Senior Captain of the first Twin Ship on site. "Let's put Jet-Sprite in the lead on this one. Starchase will be in overwatch. We need to ensure the fleet's perception is that Jet-Sprite's approach is non-threatening, just a patrol ship coming around to see who is in the neighborhood."

"If you keep your ship at a respectful distance, their perspective and lack of parallax will initially make your DSC look like a smaller ship. And with an approach of "just checking in to see if anyone needs anything, air in the tires, check the oil, top off the gas tank," they should lower their guard pretty quickly."

Noel knew what I was saying but Jane D apparently did not. Her time on Earth duty was not long enough to understand the term was equipment focused. Noel thought of an experience she had when she said something similar to a service station attendant. Jane smiled and nodded yes with a look of understanding on her face. "I've got it, thanks partner." She reached over and gave Noel's fingers a gentle squeeze of thanks.

I could hear Jane's thoughts, how she was deferring to me and my Triad leadership. I knew no one else would ever have that from her. "I don't know Barrett. You're the courageous one here, culminating the exercise fleet in 20 centichrons first time and 17 centichrons second time."

"Honestly, you want me to do the initial contact?" She seemed unsure and that was okay. She'd already had an exciting day. I thought to her a mental hug and felt her respond favorably.

Noel picked up on cue for support, "We will be close by. And get this, the Lexan Matrix of our DSCs will totally protect us, this stuff is engineered to be what Farpoint wants it to be for the parts of the DSC as it's making them. It's hull is harder than any naturally occurring materials."

Noel was enjoying showing off her science and technical knowledge. It caught Jane D by surprise and she stood up taller. I watched Noel's mind's eye select and share the Datafile we had saved with the Lexan Matrix data to the screens and to Jet-Sprite's Cortex Processor. She was totally back in her prime mind.

It was all there on the screens in front of us in the conference room for review and study. Jane D turned to look at us with a new look of admiration and determination, "Fuck that's a lot of information and it's all over the board, the hull alone is unbreakable from those numbers." Noel was nodding affirmatively in support.

"I reviewed the captures of the energy weapons used by that Probe Tender vessel that attacked you Barrett." Jane went on, "The technical readouts about how the Lexan Matrix rivulets channeled the energy to the collectors then reflected it back in the direction from which it came was enlightening."

It was impressive listening to her competence and her preparation. She finished with, "Okay, you think this is a good idea, who am I to second guess the man who invented the Starchaser Reaction Response?" She was resolute and confident.

"We also didn't get to talk about how this Twin Ship idea of yours came to be. Next time we get together, I want the whole story. For now, let's get this done. We are One Team!" Her words I noted as a new direction for my thinking.

-v-

It was awesome to have time with Jane D, connected by neural communicator implants even if it was for a short time. Kissing her and feeling her body against mine was so sensual and the mental feedback looped by sharing the mental response was so much different than it was with Barrett, so much calmer and somehow smoother. I was going to be revisiting these memory files again and again.

Too soon it was time for us to be in uniform on the middle bridge deck, at the back where the planning conference room had all the big screens needed for briefing large groups. Since it was just us, we had lots of room to walk around and look at what was displayed. I heard Jane's thoughts about what was on the tactical displays.

Barrett did a mission briefing I knew I would be able to review later. I was unfocused and I checked out her uniform again being careful to block my thoughts. My thinking was interrupted when Barrett made a comment in Earther lingo about pulling into a gas station and talking to the attendant.

I thought she wouldn't understand because she'd only been on Earth Sentinel duty for a little while. I thought to her an experience I had once and she got it. I went back to blocking my thoughts to think about her uniform. It had a formal feminine appearance that suited her well but I wanted her to look like my Nordic Female Warrior sister.

I tried to imagine her in a Starchaser designed Nordic Warrior Woman uniform like mine but a little different and wondered how her style would be different. She looked sexy hot to me and I had the impression I would think the same thing if she were to wear a paper bag, yeah I could tear it off her.

I couldn't stop my mind thinking about the Captain's Ready Quarters that were directly below us one deck where Barrett and I had been coupled in the stasis field and fucked for ages. I saw Jane D's eyes look at mine with a serious look on her face and I knew immediately she had felt the memory with me.

I blushed hard with embarrassment and thought, 'Sorry,' knowing it was an interruption to the serious business at hand. They both knew I was unfocused and I admonished myself for how inappropriate I was in the moment.

Barrett continued in voice, "It's time to pause SPL=CNJ for now." And Jane's presence slipped from my mind, I was surprised how I immediately missed my Triad partner, but this was better and necessary. She needed to focus on what she would need all her confidence to do.

I moved to stand near her so we would be visible in each other's peripheral vision for the comfort and support women naturally give each other. It helped me to focus. I wondered if they knew I dreaded being corrected for my breach of inappropriate behavior. I admonished myself again to be resolute and commit to be focused on the mission.

Everything on the boards was transferred to Jet-Sprite and after sharing a quick hug with both of us, Jane D was back on Jet-Sprite. We watched her sexy DSC shoot away from Neptune and disappear from our external sensors, then watched her track on Starchaser's enhanced navigation hologram.

I thought to Barrett, 'Time for me to go to Starchasen.' He nodded and my next heartbeat was standing in front of, and then sitting in my Captain chair on Starchasen's upper bridge deck. I thought about how he did not say anything nor did he rebuke me. Or maybe he knew him not saying anything would not allow me to feel let off the hook for my transgression while preparing for the mission.

I discovered I was glad of the experience we just had and I committed to learning its lessons. I knew Jane D so much better and so more intimately than I ever expected I would. We were now focused on our mission and I felt a new sense of responsibility. I was a DSC Captain in outer space and on a mission.

I could see the Earth on the holographic navigation display, between our location at Neptune and Sol as the little yellow-white dot just about under my feet, or so it seemed. Jet-Sprite was cruising to the sensor picket line where she dropped out of HD and slowed as she approached the line. So far so good, and no change in the direction of movement by the convoy ships.

Jane D was a crafty one, locating Jet-Sprite next to the probe Barrett had welded to one of ours to keep it functioning. We got a video feed from Jet-Sprite. The wrecked Tender Vessel looked a mess but its design was nothing like the convoy ships. Barrett noticed something. I heard his thoughts before I noticed anything myself.

He had zoomed out his holographic display to show not only the heliosheath picket line sensors and convoy, but the whole sphere of picket sensors around the three dimensional heliosheath elongated sphere of outer-space beyond where Sol's radiation wind interacts with interstellar particles. I had forgotten to think in three dimensions, a good lesson for me to remember.

This perspective told a much bigger story. Past the planetary planar zenith direction and a distance outside the heliosheath, there was another formation of vessels. Their vector would also pass near Sol System and would intersect with the convoy Jet-Sprite went to assist at their current speed and direction.

Barrett sent a secure message only Avalonian vessels would receive because it was sent via the HDE propulsion system. "Jet-Sprite, this is Starchase, over." I knew he was going to share information, as he has said many times, information is power but only when we share it.

"Starchase, this is Jet-Sprite, over." I could hear Jane D's voice had a concerned sound to her but her communications protocols remained consistent. I was impressed by the way she demonstrated her Captain savvy and discipline. I always loved how Barrett did this stuff and Jane D was just as concise.

"Jet-Sprite, Starchase. Long-range scan detects another mass of ships on vector past Sol System. Approximate vector intersects your convoy's vector. Continue your mission, advise as needed. Starchase is going to investigate the new target. Break." I knew that was communication speak for a new topic was going to be next.

"LRSS+16 Indomitable is inbound, due in 30 centichrons. They were advised to drop out of HD vicinity Neptune on heliosheath side and await further instructions. They have regular Starfighter support and 214 DSC tagalongs. Might be overkill but better too many than not enough should that convoy need help. Not much different than a Pleiades Training Fleet scenario I suppose."

"Be kind, be bold, be you, and we will seize the day together my friends. Over." Damn, how does he do that? Not a single missed thing he needed to say plus making it sound like he talks that way all the time. I'm going to have to start practicing that kind of thing with Starchasen. I wonder if that is how they all learn to do it?

"Starchase, Jet-Sprite. Understood Senior Captain. Good hunting and appreciate the assist Barrett. See you both on the other side. Jet-Sprite, out." With the communication done, I realized I didn't have a part in the conversation but Jane D included me anyway.

My heart was there on both of their DSC bridges and this was a family worth living for. Knowing Starchasen would ever let me die, I knew we would be safe, and he was such a good boy looking after me.

Our Twin Ship was still configured to fly together. We turned and jumped into HD for just a moment before we dropped back to normal space. It was darker out here and Starchasen was ingesting free particles and charges in galactic space. That was totally cool watching the performance parameters on the status boards for how the collectors were adding matter and energy to the ship's resources.

o/o

I heard Noel's thought about the Captain's Ready Quarters directly below us. Her thoughts were of vivid memories that had my cock thrusting into her pussy in the stasis field. I saw Jane D look at her and knew she had felt it. Noel blushed and apologized, she even admonished herself, but it was a sensory rich memory.

Jane had just experienced her first fuck shared by Noel's unguarded thought and it was a vividly shared emotional and physical sensation. It was a rookie mistake and unfortunate it happened after we had transitioned to the serious business of our mission. I limited my choice of words to, "It's time to pause SPL=CNJ for now."

The communication display indicated SPL=CNJ was inactive and Jane D looked at me in a way that communicated her thank you. Her body language however conveyed that it was intense what she had been privileged to know about what we did before. Her body and eyes moved relative to me with a knowing that she knew what it would be like to fuck me and it was her momentary desire.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled then reopened her eyes and communicated a look of assurance she loved everything about it. We had chosen our Triad partner well. I nodded an acceptance and appreciation for her. Despite her new memory or maybe because of it, she reasserted her Captain mode with clear eyes and nodded all was well.

I touched the comms pad and spoke, "Everything on the boards was just transferred to Jet-Sprite." Again Jane gave another nod of unspoken acknowledgment, followed by her, "Confirmed."

We all shared a quick hug before Jane D Phased Transported back to Jet-Sprite. Immediately, Jet-Sprite moved and departed Neptune's proximity with acceleration that looked like ours did when we left Farpoint Station. We watched her DSC disappear from view quickly and watched the enhanced navigation hologram display.

In a brief moment, her travel jumped to HD. Noel thought to me, 'time for me to go to Starchasen,' and she vanished. I inhaled and smiled knowing Jet-Sprite was enroute to the immediate target.

I started to think about how it would be an ideal time for a bad actor to take advantage of the distraction. "Starchaser, zoom out holographic display to Sol System, proximity one parsec outside the heliosheath, passive scan all wavelengths, sort for multiple objects, moving in parallel vectors same velocity."

The spoken command took longer than it did for Jet-Sprite to drop out of HD on approach to the picket line. My holographic display showed another group of ships in a convoy in a perpendicular direction to Sol System's planetary plane, and at almost thrice the distance than the first convoy was to us on an intercept vector for the first convoy.

Jane D checked in with a video feed of the probe I had functionally modified before I met Noel. The video had a sharp view of the destroyed Tender Vessel that had a design nothing like the ships in the convoy on the other side of the picket sensors.

She was already using Jet-Sprite's passive scan of the convoy ships to catalog the fleet in its entirety, generating a Datafile packet to capture volumes of information. The density of electronic signatures between the ships alone was a data rich resource.

"Jet-Sprite, this is Starchase, over." I did not want to leave our teammate unaware of the developing situation that we had just become aware of ourselves that was more complicated than it had been before.

"Starchase, this is Jet-Sprite, over." Jane D responded with her cool practiced Command voice. I was thankful she was committed to our team. I heard Noel thinking and knew she was focused now.

"Jet-Sprite, Starchase. Long-range scan detects another fleet of ships on vector past Sol System. Continue your mission, call if you need anything. Starchase moving to investigate the new target." I knew Noel was realizing there was no such thing as a simple mission and it just got more complicated.

I noticed the DSC Fleet Deployed Fleet information channel had updated. To make sure we were all aware, I verbalized the information to ensure both Jane and Noel had a broader focus of the situation beyond our primary targets. Even routine elements must be considered in high priority actions.

"LRSS+16 Indomitable is inbound in 30 centichrons." I tapped the Deployed Fleet notification with a response keyed to the LRSS with the Twin Ship's current Neptune proximity display as I spoke. The keyed response directed their actions to follow for where to arrive at Sol System.

"I have advised them to drop out of HD vicinity Neptune on the heliosheath side and await signal for anything we need. They have their Starfighters and 214 DSC tagalongs aboard. Overkill if you ask me but better too many than not enough if this situation goes sideways. Be kind, be bold, be you and we will seize the day together my friends. Over."

I tapped the mic mute on the comms pad and felt a satisfaction for employing intentional leadership techniques learned at the DSC Academy long ago that were finally being put to good use. I could hear Noel thinking on our Indelible Channel and I knew she had been paying attention from the complexity of her thoughts.

I had no question in my mind she'd be leading one of these adventures before too long. She was noticing so many things happening simultaneously and she had structured it in her mind. I did notice she could not prevent her emotional response to Jane's voice on her bridge deck speakers.

"Starchase, Jet-Sprite. Understood Senior Captain, good hunting and appreciate the assist Barrett, see you both on the other side. Jet-Sprite, Out." I had total confidence in Jane D's abilities to extend the best Avalonian welcome to the new contact.

My intuition was strong that this other fleet was connected to the Probe and Tender that started this chain of events. I thought to Noel, 'here we go ready or not,' then commanded a HD jump to put Starchase in the path of the second fleet.

We dropped out of HD at twice the distance that the Tender ship had responded to Starchaser on that ill fated day for its crew before Noel and I had yet to meet. The HD deep maroon red vanished to reveal the fleet ahead of us that looked like a swarm of small stars on the dark background of the galaxy's arm.

Still in passive scan mode, visuals were boosted to document the vessels. Their similarity to the Tender ship was unmistakable. I started considering what situations would be good to separate the Twin Ship for the flexibility of two DSCs.

We were facing unnumbered Spirit entities on the ships in front of us and at this point their intentions were unknown. We did not know if they were friend or foe. They were just "out there."

The ships were on an unchanging course and they were sharing sufficient levels of electromagnetic information between themselves to enable identification. The algorithms they were using were the same as what the damaged Probe had used. Starchase decrypted everything they communicated.

They were in an operational mode coordinating intercepts for speed, direction, and timing taking into account gravitational effects of the nearby star system. It was clear to me they were somehow involved with the fleet Jet-Sprite was attending to.

My initial assessment was this fleet was in pursuit of the other convoy and this fleet was arrayed for offensive actions. The formation took on the appearance of a conical arrowhead with a thin tail. As such they were strong in the direction of their travel but vulnerable from behind.

The behavior of the fleets was stark in contrast, for the arrayment of ships that conveyed intent to my analytical mind. The convoy Jet-Sprite was attending to had a design that postured them for defense. They were maintaining a spherical formation and had sentries positioned evenly around the pattern.

The fleet in front of Starchase had a formidable front arrayment and we were in their path. It appeared our position was about to become interesting. I thought rhetorically to Noel, 'I think we need to say hello to our visitors, don't you?' I saw her smile to me with her mind's eye.

Noel was a DSC Captain in her first tactical situation and I wanted her to learn the Avalonian way for first contact actions. She now had the same Starchase Protocol connection to Starchasen that I had with Starchaser when I was at the Pleiades Training Center going into my first tactical situation.

The primary difference was this situation we were facing was not a cadre posed problem. A potential response could be to overwhelm the targets in front of us. If that was chosen, they would never stand a chance and it would violate every tenant of the foundation chronicles of the Avalonian Combine. Preserving Spirits was our supreme mandate.

She needed focus her approach on a sustainable avenue of diplomacy over military strength, which was the main difference between my first tactical situation and hers at this moment. This was a first meeting with an unknown adversary. Neither of us knew the other's battle strategies. It was unlikely they were aware of Avalonia so they would not know our tactics.

Our hazard was we only knew what the probe tender ship had done on that first contact. What had happened could have been one of two scenarios and possibly more. It could have been a single Captain's reaction or it could have been a doctrinal response. Or it could have been a programmed response in their onboard tactical automated systems.

In this moment we had no idea which was more likely nor did we have any way to anticipate what they were likely to do once they were aware of two DSCs in their path. Noel thought, 'Okay, we should stay together so they think we are just one ship? Be less threatening? Because their advance scout had an itchy trigger finger and it's likely they will too if they feel threatened?'

I thought to myself, 'Good, she's got a good idea and the correct one in my estimation.' I saw her attention was on the Deployed Fleet information channel and she would know we would be just fine.

Her staying calm and using her fabulous intellect was going to be the best option for our benefit and for the benefit of all the Spirits out here in those vessels. It was apparent amongst those vessels from the passive scan results that they afforded a varying integrity of protection for the sentient beings aboard those ships.

I confirmed her assessment and shared my thought, 'Yes we keep the Twin Ship together. We will separate when they direct any weapon towards us. That should wake them up to what they see is not the whole story and hopefully cause them to blink, or reconsider what else they might do for a less aggressive appearance. We know we will survive any engagement, so our concern is for what happens to the spirits on those ships.'

I thought to share additional considerations. 'You know, there's 214 DSCs on Indomitable.' I wanted her to broaden her perspective and consider all options available. I made sure she paid attention with her mind's eye when I sent an alert update to LRSS+16 Indomitable and the DSC Fleet Command Directorate of our situation.

'I requested Indomitable to arrive in stand-by status with available DSCs ready to support Jet-Sprite and Starchase in separate situations, to expect last moment assignments, unexpected changes and responses to a fluid situation. Pretty standard DSC Fleet Ops.'

An immediate confirmation flashed on the comms pad from the DSC Fleet Command Commander that directing TSDSC 1 Starchase to take command as the situation leader. It was assuring to know that Colby was not missing anything not being with us with TSDSC 2 Dragonfry. I could only imagine that Audrey was also monitoring our situation with him, as his Twin Ship partner Captain.

I saw Noel's mind's eye look at my mind's eye and felt her mental hug. 'Colby didn't come to let you be in command Barrett, he's given you leadership of the mission while he remains in command of the Fleet.' Her perspective was like a blast of cool crisp air to focus my mind.

Both the confirmation and Noel's insight gave me an amazing feeling of assurance and boosted my confidence and my focus back to our situation. She even included a brief interior sensor view of her in her Captain Chair and thought, 'I am so looking forward to being with you later my Captain.' She had refocused me on our situation with a sharpness like being the point on a spearhead.

I thought to Starchaser, 'launch probe to standard sub-light surveillance stand-off proximity, low energy scan of all ships of the designated fleet.' A probe Phased Transported instantly from the armory compartment probe bay to the designated position. It sent the energy pulse I commanded that was received instantly by the fleet. I had no intention of having them detect the probe before the pulse was sent.

Their ships reacted with an automated response that happened immediately. They had what appeared to be armored gates that moved in front structures that apparently needed protection. The electronic communications traffic between ships in the fleet had an immediate but momentary delay followed by a sudden intensity of message traffic exponentially greater than what preceded the pulse.

I thought to Noel, 'They apparently noticed the scan pulse and they're attempting to determine what it was that had happened to every one of their ships. That should work as an advantage for us.'

As we continued to monitor the fleet it was apparent they had not experienced something like that before. If they had, they did not have an organized response for what to do about it.

= N =

Avalonian Combine ships built with Farpoint Station technology are equipped with the Hyperspace Dimension Envelope (HDE) Propulsion System (PS) that includes Phased Transportation (PT) and Communications (Comms) as integral features. The Comms are online continuously because the HDE engine is a perpetual device active from the moment of its creation.

All Farpoint shipyard ships are built in a continuous construction of Lexan Matrix formation that encompasses the HDE engine just before it is initialized. With the HDE engine operable, the shipyard building system uses PT energy to move component subassemblies from workshops into the hull as integrated functioning subsystems. An ingenious process as component datafiles are saved to Ship Architecture files for repair when needed.

HD is a state of energy that pervades every place of the Universe in a dimension theorized by most intellectual societies. The state was never proven in recorded history but was evidently proved by the society that had to have used HD to create Farpoint Station, or so Xenotheorists have deduced.

Scholars of the Avalonian Combine Galaxity are using breakthrough developments generated by the DSC Fleet Directorate to access newly discovered files in the Nexus Cortex. They hope to provide in the near future a greater understanding of Farpoint Station including information about the entities responsible for its creation and the technology it contains.

All Avalonian Combine communications use HD to transmit lightspeed messages that provides for instantaneous reception regardless of distances involved. Anyone without HDE capability is limited to transmissions and reception at lightspeed in normal space. Lightspeed is a rate of 3.0x10^8 m/s. One parsec is a distance that takes light 3.26 Earth years to transit.

HD is a rate of travel across looped space, crossing from loop to loop at a regular intervals. Standard HD rate of travel is 1.0 parsec per second and enhanced HD travel rate is 10.0 parsecs per second.

Comms rate of travel is lightspeed across HD loops. Theory holds that lightspeed in HD traverses HD as a single loop of infinite parsecs.

Most space faring races work with lightspeed as an absolute limit. It provides a maximum sensor detection rate at effectively twice lightspeed. An inertial frame of reference sensor pulse takes equal time to propagate to the target and return in a theoretical "non-inertial state."

As all objects in the Universe are in motion relative to all other objects. The relative motion between the objects must be considered to extrapolate a target's status with an assumption of no change in vector direction and rate between reflection of the pulse from the object and reception by the receiver.

Some space faring races have a version of hyperspace that works by warping gravity fields to effectively stretch physical space. By directing the vessel in the direction of the shortened side of the stretch, the distance is effectively shortened.

Stronger Warp engines stretch gravitational space to a greater degree but the concept is limited by an exponential increase of energy required for a linear increase in speed. Theory also holds that warping gravitational space destabilizes the space continuum making it less than ideal for warp travel in any particular place.

-v-

Barrett was on point again thinking lightyears ahead of us. I was watching everything he was doing, imagining doing it myself to learn his art and science as one idea. The way he didn't miss anything, jumping from Datafile records to current status messages, information streams, sensory information, status boards, and on top of all that he was projecting likelihoods for responses.

It was mind blowing that he was anticipating possibilities and what effective responses would be should those possibilities happen. No wonder the best of the best cadre of the Pleiades Training Center were unable to outsmart my Captain. He doesn't play fair because he isn't playing the same game as anyone else I know of, and I want to be the Noel version of him.

I felt like I was in advanced studies with everything I was witnessing, and he wanted me to see knowing experience was the best teacher. He had an expectation that I would be trying these kinds of things he was doing but in my own way. I watched everything and listened with ears and mind open, and I couldn't help being amazed.

I had a feeling like it was all so unreal. If he didn't fuck me to heaven and back whenever we were intimate, I might just think this whole thing was just the most fantastic dream ever. But he's real.

Oh fuck me, my Captain, you are so real and in so many ways. My man from the stars, who did find me and take me away with him to the stars. But this fucker waited until we were in space before he fucked me, proof it's not my dream at all.

We were in the path of these ships now. I knew it shouldn't be a worry with the Lexan Matrix stats we discovered, but intuition and reflexes don't always agree. Barrett was just as cool as ever with no signs of being concerned at all. He thought to me about how they have no idea we are here.

He thought about how we can know what we know because of our perpetual HDE system, that our comms signals go through HD at lightspeed to targets and back. That gives us real time information everywhere in the Universe, well our Galaxy for sure. Whereas those we are looking at would have no idea we were here because their technology was limited to lightspeed everywhere all the time.

He never stopped doing things, thinking things. Checking in with LRSS+16 Indomitable inbound from Farpoint, having jumped to HD using the polar ring antenna. How they proved it was a regular use device for departing Farpoint. How he made a request, for the DSCs coming with Indomitable be on stand-by should we need them to support either Jane D or ourselves.

His request immediately approved by Colby as the DSC Fleet Commander who designated him as the situation commander. Just amazing and totally supportive for us and what we were doing. I thought to him how Colby not being with us allowed him to remain in command of the Fleet while he, Barrett was in command of this mission.

We were here ready to do our part and the cavalry was already inbound like a "reconnaissance in force." It reminded me of a movie I once saw about General Patten in WW2, and when General Montgomery challenged Patten for ignoring his orders. And Patten responded he was doing a reconnaissance in force when he took his whole Army into an enemy area.

I was thinking we could put 214 DSCs around the fleet while we do our thing in front and they would just give up. But on the other hand Jane had ships in that other convoy that needed assistance. I wondered if they would accept Avalonian help at all, and if they did, how willing would they be to trust us.

It would be possible to park all their convoy ships in Indomitable with its 16,000 km length and all the docking pods. I had seen those around Farpoint Station and spent time learning on the Fleet Information channel when we were doing our proof of product flying. My attention was suddenly drawn back to the fleet in front of us.

Barrett kept changing what he was doing for every situation, kept shifting and kept adapting. He didn't seem to behave in any predictable way and he was never set on one idea for long, always looking for a better solution. His history was all about him acting boldly with audacity in the moments that developed, and before anyone realized what they should do to counter his actions, he had already acted.

It was all there to see, in the file captures of his Pleiades Training Fleet performance, in his actions from finding me on Earth to inventing the Twin Ship, to what we were doing now. He was an open book for anyone who wanted to follow him, but he was writing the book as he went and I was the only on who was witnessing his thinking and his flexibility in progress.

Nobody would be able to anticipate what he was capable of doing. I could hear his thoughts and even I didn't know what he was going to do next. Suddenly I understood the Farpoint Station requirement for Sentient Captain Command. With this flexibility, there was no possible way the Avalonian Combine and Farpoint entity could be out maneuvered.

He sent a probe PT so we could communicate with them using their limited lightspeed comms and had it ping the ships with a low energy scan as soon as it was there. I knew he did it at low energy because a standard pulse scan once fried the electronics of the Sojourn, an Avalonian Capital Ship that accompanied the initial trial testing of the first LRSS they took out of the Farpoint Station shipyards, a LRSS named Alpha Alpha.

That was in the beginning when Avalonia was learning by trial and error. It was a necessary process that took Farpoint and Avalonia almost a megachron to merge themselves into a unified entity. They have been considered to be one and the same ever since. That was one of my favorite stories of Avalonian History and a required text for every Academy Captain Apprentice.

Their shields went up, or something like that. Some weird looking panels that blocked the forward structures on these ugly ships. The movement reminded me of a castle siege reenactment that had soldiers with spears formed up in squares carrying tall shields, moving together for protection. Their shields raised together to protect them from whatever was going to come down at them.

I was learning by watching, how they were ready for something as if that was a logical thing to do. From my point of view, that gesture might be interpreted as possibly offensive. The Academy emphasized that nothing was really as it seemed to be. Our experiences caused us to behave in the ways we do, or would. Education was key to changing a reaction response into a chosen response.

Barrett sent his communication through the probe. We were still far enough away they would not know we were there or be able to see us for a couple hours at this distance. Using the probe we could talk like they were in the same room.

As usual, my Captain sounded like he owned the galaxy, "Welcome to Avalonian space, this is Captain Barrett Cross of the Avalonian Combine and in command of the Cutlass Class Deep Space Cruiser Starchaser. To whom do I have the pleasure of this first meeting?"

Wow, cool and collected. I was thinking we were going to go into battle, but no. He's out here sounding like he's looking for someone to play golf with. I saw him look at me with his mind's eye smile, can't explain how he does that but he's got a whole unspoken way to think to me that isn't words and I'm totally in love with my Captain. My man can do anything to me he wants to, I just wish I didn't have to wait right now.

Oh frick! It was my golf reference that made him look. and that probably should not be a surprise, being his all time favorite sport. I sometimes wonder if other Avalonian Women love golf as much as I do. All I know is I am looking forward to a round with just me and my Captain, on a course, just us, nobody else, and nobody to see how we like to play a round together. Or play around together, hahaha now he's looking at me with that look again. Focus Noel, we are on a mission girl.

The video link responded with an image of a bewildered looking being that could have been male or female, not very attractive to my eyes. Evidently they were caught off guard and they seemed to behave defensively. "This is Warlord Clorax Gont of the Chosen Realm. Your ship is in danger of destruction, please move it or it will be destroyed." Oh well, I guess maybe Barrett won't be golfing with this guy.

"Warlord Clorax Gont of the Chosen Realm, greetings. The ship that you perceive is a probe we put where it is so we can communicate, as your communications and propulsion systems are limited to lightspeed operability. It makes it possible for us to have real time discussion with my ship at ten times the probe's distance from you."

"My technology allows for instant communication throughout the Universe and my ship travels at a parsec per second. To ensure understanding, a parsec is defined as 206 thousand 2 hundred 65 times the distance between the yellow star nearest to us and it's third planet. So again, greetings to Avalonian space." Barrett went quiet looking composed and patient as any good host would.

"Captain Barrett Cross of the Avalonian Combine, your attempts to distract us are ineffective. We are on a quest and must continue our task. It is not a choice and if you will not move aside, we will remove any vessel that gets in our way." The Warlord was looking more confident apparently believing they were going to continue undeterred to do whatever it was they were intending to do. Barrett had his thoughts blocked and I could not hear him at all despite SPL=CN on full access mode.

"Ah, yes Warlord Clorax Gont of the Chosen Realm, I can see your determination to dismiss me and you have every right to do so, should you choose. But there are facts you may not be aware of that should be considered before committing to your current course of action. You might decide your mission should be adjusted to accommodate unexpected and unforeseen circumstances."

There was no response by the Warlord who did not move except for what could have been an eyeroll. My Captain continued. "Our Fleet is very busy at the moment, assisting another group of ships that just happen to be on your trajectory. We are a compassionate civilization and will extend our kindness to any who do not begin a conversation with threats."

"Our ships do not have offensive weapons. However, you might say our ships are quite agreeable in how they receive any attack. They are polite you might say, as they will return to you whatever it is you intended to give to them." He paused like an orator for emphasis.

"Should that be your choice, I would hope your vessels are prepared to receive your gifts as they were given, as you will get them back unchanged from how you chose to give them." I could not hear Barrett's thoughts at all even though Starchase, Starchaser and Starchasen were all in my head as usual. He really was good at blocking his thoughts.

He must have been really focused dealing with this Warlord character. Note to self, never play poker with Barrett, not that I have any idea how to play poker. But watching Barrett and this Warlord dude is like watching the last two players in a high stakes game. Neither shows any signs of backing down or anything like a flinch. Barrett continued to provide accurate information for the Warlord's benefit.

"As our words and images need the Probe for this communication, you cannot know that your entire fleet is surrounded. Our ships are at a distance that will take you 100 times longer than this conversation to detect. To help you appreciate me better, I will move my ship into your visual range."

I could see Barrett's words were beginning to have an effect on the Warlord. Whatever his species does in a situation I can only guess. What it looked like was either the Warlord was shaking in his shoes, was displaying arrogant behavior, or perhaps he was in urgent need of taking a wicked pee.

"I am not impressed, Captain Barrett Cross of the Avalonian Combine. I do not yield to anyone and it is a disgrace for you to address a Warlord of the Chosen Realm the way you speak irreverently." I'd guess now the Warlord's movements were a really mad look.

Any good leader would not behave the way the Warlord was as it would lead to bad decisions. I could have sworn Barrett thought to me, 'I agree with you, watch this.' And I was suddenly eager to know what he was thinking but still I couldn't hear a single one of his thoughts.

"I tell you what Warlord, formalities aside. What if I just take out your ship? Make it, and everyone aboard it vaporize into atoms, scattered into the void. Then I will talk to the next person, who might be more willing to respond to a welcome. Someone with an open mind for a mutually beneficial conversation?" Barrett was cool and confident sounding.

Knowing what I did about the Warlord's previous motions, his behaviors looked even more agitated, like he was enraged at being dismissed like a commoner, and Barrett was acting as an equal. It was a poignant example of the dangers created by an inflated ego.

He came across as completely ignorant of the Universe, and in his position he was not a good leader for his people. If Avalonia was a judgmental society, he would be committing his entire fleet to destruction, brought by an enemy they could not see, let alone understand.

Barrett thought commanded, and this I could hear as if he was voice talking.

'Starchase. On my command: (1*) HD jump to the probe location and PT the probe to the probe bay; (2~) notify LRSS+16 Indomitable to deploy 100 DSCs in a spherical perimeter of the Chosen Realm fleet at 10 FU to be ready for On Command HD to Starchase's distance to the fleet; (3^) release Twin Ship for independent movement on drop out of HD.'

The Warlord responded with a brazen attitude, like an ignoramus full of misguided bravado and spite. To us it proved he was not the right person for his position. "Nobody can do that. That technology does not exist. You cannot do what you say and you are unworthy. This conversation is finished."

Barrett touched his communication pad and Starchase executed On Order Commands (1*) (2~) and (3^) simultaneously.

The video glitched then went null. I saw Barrett through the internal Bridge Deck sensors looking stoic but his mind's eye looked at mine with a sad look. He had not intended to do what he had said, the preparatory command was just in case.

He had expected the Warlord to back down when his ignorance and poor judgment was exposed. What happened next was beyond anything I expected.

o/o

I opened a broadband video audio link with interpretation subroutine active. "Welcome to Avalonian space, this is Captain Barrett Cross of the Avalonian Combine and in command of the Cutlass Class Deep Space Cruiser Starchaser. To whom do I have the pleasure of this first meeting?" I was going to be patient as I knew this was not what they were expecting, whomever they were.

I looked at Noel's mind's eye with my mind's eye smile. I heard her think about how my behavior was more like suggesting a round of golf and her saying it was her favorite sport too. My pause with my favorite co-Captain was interrupted by an image on the video link.

A surprised and nondescript looking being with the appearance of having been caught off guard who behaved with what seemed to be defensive adjustments.

The person in the image spoke, "This is Warlord Clorax Gont of the Chosen Realm. Your ship is in danger of destruction, please move it or it will be destroyed."

I was not impressed but kept my kind, slightly smiling face unchanged by the threat. I was unimpressed by someone who would go off like that without any attempt to know anything about me. And Noel was right to think I would not play golf with someone with that demeanor.

"Warlord Clorax Gont of the Chosen Realm, greetings. The ship that you perceive is a probe we put where it is so we can communicate, as your communications and propulsion systems are limited to lightspeed operability. It makes it possible for us to have real time discussion with my ship at ten times the probe's distance from you."

"My technology allows for instant communication throughout the Universe and my ship travels at a parsec per second. To ensure understanding, a parsec is defined as 206,265 times the distance between the yellow star nearest to us and it's third planet. So again, greetings to Avalonian space." I kept my appearance unchanged to maintain control of the situation.

"Captain Barrett Cross of the Avalonian Combine, your attempts to distract us are ineffective. We are on a quest and must continue our task. It is not a choice I give you and if you are not prepared to move aside, we will continue and destroy any vessel that gets in our way."

I was unmoved by this so-called Warlord who was looking particularly impressed with themself who apparently believed they were going to continue whatever it was they were intent on doing. I narrowed my thoughts and blocked my cerebral cortex from the neural communicator implant.

I was in control of my emotions and continued. "Ah, yes Warlord Clorax Gont of the Chosen Realm, I can see your determination to dismiss me and you have every right to do so, should you choose. But there are facts you are not aware of that should be considered before committing to your current course of action."

"You might decide the mission you are pursuing should be adjusted to accommodate unexpected and unforeseen circumstances." I paused but saw the Warlord was buying time being passive at the moment. So I decided to use my intuition and push the agenda forward.

"While we are not a hostile civilization, we do not take kindly to being threatened." I paused, but with no response I continued intending to provoke a response. "I can assure you, our ships do not have offensive weapons. Though you might say our ships are quite agreeable and even polite you might say, as they will return to you whatever it is you deliver to them."

Another pause was more for my own humor, or maybe my natural passive aggressiveness. "As our ships will return to the sender whatever was so generously given, and should that be your choice, your vessels had better be prepared to receive your gifts unchanged from how they were given, except for the direction of the gifts of course that will be returned directly to the giver."

All that and still no response, I knew the interpolation program was translating optimally so the Warlord was our obstacle to overcome. "As our words and images need the Probe for this communication, you cannot know that your entire fleet is surrounded. Our ships are at a distance that will take you about 100 times longer than this conversation has been going to detect. I'm going to make this easier for your mind to understand and move my ship closer to your visual range."

The Warlord's patience was not as reticent as mine and his features became visibly agitated. "I am not impressed, Captain Barrett Cross of the Avalonian Combine. I do not yield to anyone and it is a disgrace for you to address a Warlord of the Chosen Realm the way you speak, irreverently."

I heard Noe's thoughts about the Warlord's attitude, how it was not good for any leader with responsibility for making decisions. I thought to Noel, 'I agree with you, watch this.' The Warlord's appearance was betraying him and would likely lead to poor decision making.

With an intention to bully the bully, I took a new tactic to poke the lion in the cage, if I remember the Earther's term correctly. "I tell you what Warlord, formalities aside. What if I just take out your ship. Make it and everyone aboard it vaporize into atoms to be scattered into the void. Then I will talk to the next person who might be more willing to respond to a welcome with optimism for a mutually beneficial conversation?"

The Warlord had become enraged by my dismissing him as a commoner and I was nonplussed. I thought to Starchase a series of on-order commands with deliberate keys that would not be misinterpreted on command. It was a three pronged set that could be commanded individually, grouped, or all done together.

The first task I designated (1*) for Starchase to HD jump to the probe location and PT the probe back to the probe bay. It would put our two DSCs in easy view of the Warlord's fleet where the probe had been. The intention was to confront.

The second task designated (2~) was to deploy 100 DSCs from LRSS+16 Indomitable in a spherical perimeter 10 FU from the Chosen Realm fleet and be prepared for an On Command HD to Starchase's distance to the fleet. The intention was to intimidate as each DSC measured 5 times bigger than the largest vessel in their fleet.

The third task (3^) was to release the landing pads to separate our Twin Ship for independent movement when we dropped out of HD. I had flexibility for which order or orders to enact having the three tasks ready as preparatory commands. It gave me the ability to command all three parts simultaneously if needed.

It became a staring contest with the Warlord watching for who would break first. He or she seemed to look less confident with each passing moment. The Warlord then chose badly, "Nobody can do that. That technology does not exist. You cannot do what you say and you are unworthy. This conversation is finished."

The video went null and I looked at Noel's mind's eye with my own. I knew she would see my a disappointed look. 'Well that didn't work, Mr Warlord it would seem is welcoming his own destruction by his ignorance and poor judgment.' I touched the comms panel to command Starchase to engage all three orders simultaneously.

Apparently the sudden appearance of 102 DSCs caused the bully to flinch. The video came back with a clear image of an enraged Warlord who commanded his ships to fire their weapons "at the intruders."

There was a delay as the Warlord looked away from the camera. A sudden movement happened in the grainy image with motion from left to right. Something covered the lens and understandable audio was lost. The image only seemed to have been lost though as the signal was still being received. Then an image was again visible.

People were moving around but the Warlord was not in view. A banner was being put up behind where the Warlord had been and a much younger appearing being with a similar physique stood in the Warlord's place. There was commotion and it appeared the banner was not affixed but instead held up by appendages of more than one being. The new person looked aside, moved and then faced the lens.

They cleared their speaking orifice and spoke, "Captain Barrett Cross of Avalonian Combine, this is Vice Envoy for King Orrilio of Chosen Realm. Warlord had sudden emergency medical and ceased. My fleet is my command. Attention Fleet, all Chosen Realm ships lower defensive shields, thanks. Also all Chosen Realm ships to safe weapons please and close firing ports."

It was apparent the fleet was observing the communication between the Vice Envoy and me when they were addressed at the same time. An immediate movement on the exterior surfaces of all their ships transformed them from looking like fortresses to appearing as much less impressive and odd looking vessels much as the probe tender ship had been.

Starchase monitored and captured all visual and electromagnetic activity for record and loaded it directly to the Datastream. The other DSCs were doing the same thing from their perspectives in support of Starchase situational command. We observed as Vice Envoy commanded his/her fleet and no deviations were noted for any the 97 ships of the fleet.

"Captain Barrett Cross. Using new information you gave, we choose action different from Warlord. This fleet was sent to chase Gronkolian fleet with orders to destroy them. Order was given by King Orrilio of Chosen Realm. We will not follow King's orders."

"We are in situation now. King's orders to destroy Gronkolians. If not, we to not return and immolate selves. Warlord's loyalty to King was ended. We will immolate him. Warlord is only one here loyal to King Orrilio."

"All crew volunteered for journey to leave King. He is oppressive tyrant and Gronkolians were indentured citizens. King sent us to follow and seize vessels built in King's shipyards stolen by Gronkolians."

"We helped steal other fleet as first part of plan. Our fleet crew Gronkolian as second part of plan. Other fleet you said Avalonian Combine assists also our fleet Gronkolian."

"We request asylum with Avalonian Combine. Avalonian Combine treats Gronkolian people well." His focus shifted slightly and it appeared the next part of the message was intended for his fleet crews.

"Chosen Realm crews, any who choose to return to King and Chosen Realm reason unimportant, no questions asked, no offense for private reasons, one ship to go back as right for good people." That last part was apparently said to every crew member of his fleet. It was apparent Vice Envoy was a great Spirit and true leader.

I was duty bound to honor them as possible. "Vice Envoy, before I accept your request, please assure that every Spirit of sentient beings on your ships seeking asylum wants this choice willingly and without reservation. Once asylum is given, they will begin their new life and their old life will only be a memory. It will be a new beginning."

I thought to Noel my consideration for potential courses of action going forward. 'For any ships that could not be taken to Farpoint or that would not be returning to the Chosen Realm, none of the Vice Envoy's fleet ships could remain in Sol System or surroundings as hazards to navigation. Sol system is too well observed by Earth to dump the vessels into the outer planets and moons, or even destroyed and added to the asteroid belt.'

'Even the Kuiper Belt is too volatile to risk the ship's gravity causing bodies to change solar orbit and potentially cascade into Earth. An Avalonian Sentinel could remove a dangerous body again but that would risk awareness of the planet's population.'

A moment later Vice Envoy was ready and spoke, "Yes Captain Barrett Cross, we have confirmation. Fleet crew of 12,610 request asylum and no return to Chosen Realm. Warlord immolate done as loyal to his King." I thought to Noel, 'He said "his King," thank goodness we now had a gender interpretation.' I responded in voice to Vice Envoy.

"Thank you Vice Envoy, please pass word to your fleet, their choice is recognized and honored by the Avalonian Combine. The Avalonian Combine honors each individual Spirit and each will receive support as is appropriate for the individual. Your crews are celebrated for acting with valor and they have earned their place in the stars."

"The ships you see around you are your protection." I touched the command pad to instruct all the DSC's to rotate on their Z-axis to face outward and all responded like watching dominos fall in a fraction of a decichron. "We are responsible for your safety and your safe passage now you are part of the Avalonian Combine. Please confirm all weapons including personal weapons are inoperable and stowed, and standby while I inform my Fleet our situation."

I touched the comms panel that muted the connection to Vice Envoy and connected our Starchase bridges on open mics. "So that was a surprise don't you think?"

Noel was quick with, "was it ever, to think that Warlord dude was the only one making all those people do what they were doing, that's one badass bully."

I nodded and laughed, "Agreed one hundred percent Captain Noel, let's contact our supervisor and fill him in. And sweetheart, I really appreciate you being here with me, it makes a huge difference knowing I'm not out here doing this alone."

I touched the comms panel for Red Channel priority, "DSC Fleet Command Commander, this is Starchase, over." This was likely over Colby's head as a civil concern but as he was our next in command for the Twin Ship DSC variant. It was time to check in with the boss with confidence knowing nothing was going to be lost in transmission between the site command and top of the command structure.

"Starchase, this is DSC Fleet Command Commander, what do you have for me Barrett?" I touched the external sensors and the icon for the Datafile packet and sent everything of the incident from initial contact to the moment I started this communique with him.

"Colby, Commander sir, we have a fleet of Chosen Realm home world ships with Gronkolian crews who have requested asylum in the Avalonian Combine. Their leader is Vice Envoy and he has 12,610 crew with him on 97 ships."

Colby was on the visual display of the comms panel and I saw him wince when he quickly reviewed the Warlord's playback. "The Warlord was not well liked by his crew it would seem, nor was their King Orrilio with 100% of the crews requesting asylum."

"What do you want to bet this fleet is all significant others to the fleet Jane D is shepherding onto LRSS+16 Indomitable? We also granted their asylum request. Wait One." Colby was always busy in his position with the DSC Fleet stretched across the galaxy.

I smiled knowing my Commander was also family and a companion Spirit. We knew the power of having significant others who added to our state of wellbeing.

With thoughts and feelings freely flowing again with Noel, I looked to see how she was doing with my mind open.

Noel was ready with her thoughts, 'You had me worried Barrett. I knew you were thinking when that got intense but I just couldn't hear anything. But I know you and how your gamesmanship is legendary, so I just stayed ready to respond anyway that would help.'

'Did you see him kill himself? I didn't but what a mess. Glad they had that banner ready.' I stayed quiet and knew she would sort through the details and correct herself. The Vice Envoy's words told a different story even in his fractured language.

I was patient with the pause in conversation with Colby. I didn't know if Noel had noticed how long Colby was paused with our own flash thought conversation. I checked the DSC Fleet status boards for updates and the rest of the Fleet was quiet.

Then he was back, "Barrett, Colby. We are ready to receive Vice Envoy and his delegation. Jane D was a star player in this adventure too, the Gronkolians were thankful for her assistance and all of those convoy ships are currently loading onto LRSS Indomitable as we speak."

"LRSS+10 Alpha Prime has vectored to your location. Expect arrival in 2 centichrons with drop from HD between and below your Twin Ship's positions. That should give the Gronkolian fleet a good view of who they've signed up with."

"We are bringing in the Vice Envoy's fleet too, alien ships have a way of being useful. If they aren't for any reason, we will have Farpoint Station PT them to the element depots. You'll like this; it's Audrey's idea, we figured out how to do that since you left by following your Nexus Datafile search."

I felt my skin tingle and felt Noel's joy. That factoid caused my mind to leap with joy as well at how our Datafile discovery had unlocked another aspect of Farpoint's position in the Avalonian Combine.

"That Datafile source is an amazing pocket of information." Colby continued, "Oh, this is important: make sure the ships have the auto destruct mechanisms rendered inoperable, get Vice Envoy to show you one of them, have your DSC scan the location and then PT the thing Point to Oblivion. You have 100 DSC Captains there who can assist." Now I knew it was the best thing ever to have my fellow Twin Ship Senior Captain as my Fleet Commander.

"Once you scan the first one to the Datastream, I'll assist getting it loaded into the DSC Fleet Cortex mainframe. We are coding it UltraViolet and the other DSCs can use the blueprint to PT the rest of them from standoff positions. That should safe those capital ships before the LRSS arrives." All technical and very well thought out with less than 2 centichrons now to get it done.

Colby again showed why he was chosen for his leadership position. "Noel, good work with this, no doubt you will be leading one of these missions before you know it. I trust that was some of the best training you could hope for, and thankfully it resolved itself before the DSCs were tested again in combat."

Almost without a pause he continued. "This is a personal thanks from me Noel, for being Barrett's best hand out there, you have no idea how grateful your Fleet Command Commander and Academy Commandant are." I had a flash thought to Noel about how he had discreetly convey a familial message on the Red Channel that she gave me a mental hug for sharing.

Colby continued unaware of our neural communication. "What do you have for me Barrett? Over." Yep, he is the Fleet Command Commander and we know who we work for with the shortest chain of command ever.

-v-

I had been so focused on our situation and witnessing Barrett's decision making process that I totally forgot about Jane D on her mission to the Gronkolian Fleet. To think that fleet she was going to meet was in fact a rescue mission, a real Bona fide saving of a whole fleet of people.

They were escaping a horrific story, of a mad King who was cruel and abusive to his kingdom. Proof of madness was giving it a name like Chosen Realm. It was clear evidence to me the guy was a big loser with delusions of grandeur, and enough charisma to get the loyalty of someone like Warlord Clorax Gont who himself must have been just as ruthless.

Who else could amass a fleet like they had here with all those reluctant souls aboard? And he kept them all doing his bidding on so many different ships. Then, just like that, when that one person who was leading them was no more, they all to a person never wanted to return to where they came from.

And all of them blindly accepted our protection with no idea where they were going or what was in store for them. Just praying it would be better and something good no doubt. That my dear sweet fabulous Noel, that is the definition of desperation. What luck they had the good fortune to just happen to run into my Barrett and our Avalonian Fleet!

I looked over at Barrett's mind's eye and saw him looking back at mine. "What? You're looking at me." I was speaking now with the bridge mics open so I knew he was hearing me as well as I could hear him. 'I know my mind and if you want to look at what I'm thinking that's your mistake, hahahaha. Yeah that's right, look the other way Captain Marvel...' I blocked him out of my mind so he would not hear what I was going to do next. Starchasen, let's see what you have on Jane D and her big adventure.

= N =

LRSS Alpha Prime was a LRSS+10 from the original set of dormant LRSS when Farpoint discovered Avalonia. It was the same basic design as LRSS+16 Indomitable except 6,000 km shorter in length. Its capacity was adequate for carrying the former Chosen Realm Fleet and more.

The DSCs that were along for the ride on Indomitable and Alpha Prime would self navigate to Farpoint Station or wherever they were going next according to LRSS Fleet Doctrine for transport of alien spacecraft.

Earth and Sol System were on the restricted list for visitation of any kind due to the degree of sentient activity and technology advancements on the planet. Political and social conditions were oftentimes unstable with the major populations making it unsuitable for establishing any Avalonian ties.

Travel inside the 7th planet Neptune's orbit was prohibited except for a lone Sentinel Ranger DSC. Technological advances by Earth societies in tracking and monitoring celestial objects allowed for detection of gravitational irregularities which made it necessary to quarantine the system.

The Gronkoilian Fleet, greeted by CCDSC Jet-Sprite Captain Jane D, quickly gained favor through their Expeditionary Leader, Hella Vallaye who requested safe passage to anywhere for her people. She expressed it should be anywhere they could go to be free to build lives for themselves without interference by corrupt and abusive leadership.

The Avalonian Combine Directorate for Interplanetary Relations confirmed there was accommodation on Farpoint Station in an equatorial region 30 degrees counterclockwise rotation from the Avalonian community center.

The formerly Chosen Realm Fleet, greeted by TSDSC Starchase Senior Captain Barrett Cross, was granted asylum to Avalonian Space. In diplomatic talks on LRSS+10 Alpha Prime, it was discovered the fleet had been in pursuit of what was another fleet of people they were related to.

The crews of the Chosen Realm fleet were themselves Gronkolians. They had prepared the Expeditionary fleet for a King's tour of captured planets of the Realm.

Under the leadership of Vice Envoy, they loaded the Expeditionary fleet ships with families and friends of the Chosen Realm Fleet ships crews.

The Expeditionary Fleet was launched during an unanticipated failure of the planetary defense grid and was discovered missing after they had cleared the planetary orbit of the Chosen Realm planet. As was expected, the Chosen Realm crews were summarily ordered to embark on a mission by their King to pursue the Expeditionary Fleet at all cost.

Avalonian DSC and LRSS Fleets were recognized: for exceptional valor in rescuing Spirits in mortal danger, for providing asylum to persecuted Spirits, and for conducting swift transport of the two fleets in their entirety to Farpoint Station. Upon arrival, the Spirits of both Gronkolian fleets were reunited and their community was established on a previously unoccupied equatorial polyhedron spherical station sector designated for their society where they could exist peacefully.

The Gronkolian people and their leadership were welcomed to the Avalonian Combine under the foundation chronicles. They embraced the Avalonian Combine as their true home and were thereafter identified as Avalonians of Gronkolian heritage.

Gronkolian and Avalonian historians and sociologists began the joyful art of chronicling the history of the newest Avalonians to ensure a true accounting of their genetic lines was recorded into the Farpoint Central Cortex Database.

DSC Academy reservations for Captain education were maximized to capacity for considerable planning cycles. LRSS Academy also reported higher education reservation levels. Farpoint ships left a deep impression on the Gronkolians for their significance in them becoming Avalonians and their way of life.

Technical trades expanded in the Shipyards as retrofits were planned and carried out for re-identified Gronkolian Capital Ships. Many Gronkolian vessels were well constructed and new purposes for their vessels made them useful for their place in the galaxy. The second Gronkolian fleet was reconstituted by Farpoint to add their minerals to station resource depots.

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I had seen Starchaser's navigational holographic display with lots of DSCs on it before, but never like it was with them arrayed around the Chosen Realm asylum fleet. With the Nexus Cortex file updated architecture, all 100 DSCs were identified by names and numbers with Captain information. That was all new and the additional information as a resource personalized every DSC on the display.

They were also visible through the external monitors and the Upper Bridge Deck windows. A sight like that was not unusual around DSC Fleet Headquarters at Farpoint Station, but aside from the Pleiades Training Center Fleet, I had never seen so many DSCs together anywhere in space. To quote one of Noel's colloquialisms, seeing them there was other-worldly.

I felt it was unfortunate we could not provide Warlord Clorax Gont of the Chosen Realm a Point to Oblivion PT. It would have been less traumatic for those present for his demise and for the Warlord's Spirit. Perhaps that end of life trauma was necessary learning for his next incarnation, wherever it may be.

All of the supporting DSCs had departed when Indomitable and Alpha Prime departed for Farpoint Station. We were alone now, just Noel and me on Starchase outside the Sol System. We were the interim Sentinel on duty until Jet-Sprite or some other assigned DSC relieved us. Colby assured us it would not be long.

Audrey had suggested it would be useful to collect the fused probe and tender ship, to be transported on LRSS+16 Indomitable to be used as a test subject. Farpoint Station's Phased Transport System's Point to Elements Depots feature had yet to be tried and the derelict equipment would not be missed by anyone who mattered. Doing so removed the space detritus and hazard to navigation to no longer be an issue.

Our leadership noted Jane D's new status as our Triad partner and directed Jet-Sprite to upgrade her systems at Farpoint Station with the Starchase Protocol Datapack. Jane D departed as an escort to Farpoint with the LRSSs when they jumped to HD. We decided it would be prudent to keep the Starchaser probe picket line around the Sol System heliosheath since the Chosen Realm was unstable and could come looking for their lost fleet.

Noel had an idea that piqued my interest. She wanted to drop in to see her parents home on the Isles of Scilly. We navigated Starchase to locate at Lagrange Point L1. TSDSC 1 was oriented to remain outside the view of the ESA Solar and Heliospheric Observatory. Gravitational effects were adjusted to zero for the finely tuned scientific instruments that were monitored constantly from Earth.

Our next stop was Starchaser's Textile Lab for "away under-uniforms" that would keep us comfortable regardless of ambient temperature, wind, and wet conditions there. I was looking forward to a round of golf at Little Porth and it was not a warm season. The under-uniforms looked identical to comfortable form fitting long underwear.

We wore them with Textile Lab produced native knit wool sweaters and woven wool leggings. Noel assured me we would visually fit right into the small community she was so eager to visit. I had not worn native outerwear since departing to Earth the day I met Noel so this seemed like the same kind of adventure with her.

Starchase combined both DSCs Phased Transport systems to generate a harmonic boost PT. We arrived together across that distance using a fraction of the bandwidth a single DSC would use to PT just one person. We appeared on the patio pool deck behind a nicely appointed house within its garden walls.

No sooner had we appeared than a neighbor's dog barked to announce our unexpected arrival. Her mother was the first to look out and come out of the house to us. She was shrieking with her arms extended and she smothered her daughter in her mother's love. Her father came out folding his newspaper and eyeing me up while looking very pleased that Noel had come home.

I heard Noel think to me their names, Adam and Emma, but mostly her thoughts were on the little differences she noticed of her parents looking a little older. I felt her pain realizing they were getting older and would one day pass on while her life was going to continue at the same appearance she had, which was a little older than they remembered, but they would notice her not aging should we make repeat visits.

We all went into the house and tea was immediately put on, poured and shared, with a continuous flow of conversation. Noel did most of our talking, introducing me as a Ship's Captain and how she had agreed to join my crew when we met on Eleuthera, all of which was true. She skipped everything else that happened since she left to go to the stars with me and I gave her a mental hug that made her feel loved.

Her mother voiced her observation of how we deferred to each other, she said we had bonded and had chosen to be together in life. It was a statement and not a question. Questions that did follow Noel answered with, "not marriage but a lifetime commitment of trust and companionship based on honesty and knowing we" were completely compatible.

Her mom was hushed by her dad who said it was obvious there was no other woman for me the way I looked at their daughter and the way I treated her. Noel went with her mom Emma into the kitchen and together they made a favorite traditional dinner.

I talked to her dad Adam who was more personable when it was just the two of us talking. He commented on my stature and how I looked like a good man for his daughter. I told him she was the only one for me and he said he knew that but he appreciated me saying so.

Adam produced a bottle of single malt whiskey and a couple crystal short wide glasses. I appreciated how his gesture was similar to an Avalonian Welcome Drink. He said he was going to golf in the morning and asked if I played golf. I said it was my favorite sport and from that moment I knew everything was going to be just fine.

He said we would be a foursome with our partners since they both play golf and his soulmate was his forever golf partner. I clinked his glass with mine as I was familiar with it being a silent toast and agreement on what preceded the glasses touching.

After dinner we sat by the crackling fire in the hearth as two couples. Noel thought to me they'd not sat like that in her memory, so something good was going on with them. Her mom looked like a woman in love and her dad seemed to appreciate it as if it had been a while since she'd been with him like that.

Her mom talked about how things were strained for a while, how it started when they'd tried to reach out to let Noel know her uncle had died. There was no one in the Bahamas who could find Noel and the only word they had was she'd met a man on the island of Eleuthera and went on an adventure with him.

Noel looked at me and squeezed my arm thinking to me, 'How long in Earth time is it since we met?' Starchase responded immediately in the harmonic sound only we heard in our heads, [Earth time elapsed since Captains met on Earth 306 days 13 hours 43 minutes 18 seconds or 7,357.72 hours or 0.84 Earth year]

Emma continued saying they had thought the worst had happened to their only daughter, but they both chose to pray together for her protection and her safety. That choice had brought them together like they had been when they first met.

Noel went to where her mom and dad were sitting and knelt to hug them feeling responsible for causing their upset. They were so happy to know their fears were proven wrong they were in tears.

They said they'd promised each other if Noel had come back to them, they would start anew. They told us they wanted a do-again to get their relationship right this time. This time they wanted to look past the things that did not really matter and remember the ways that they were drawn together in the first place.

From how their hands were on each other, we could not help seeing them as a couple who could not get enough of each other. It was like we were looking at Colby and Audrey again, at the way they behaved after their awakening but Adam and Emma were at an older age.

Noel chose to break the ice and asked them impertinently, "You two couldn't keep your hands off each other could you?" That's my girl, always going for the kinky side of things even with her parents. I gave her my mind's eye look she somehow knew I was giving her but she managed to avoid looking back with her mind's eye.

Adam and Emma looked at each other shocked awake as if they had been half asleep before. Their eyes connected and seemed to be locked together. Adam answered first, "No, we could not, and it was exciting! Your mum was the prettiest girl on the island and I wanted her more than anything or anyone else. And she knew it."

Emma was biting her lower lip and nodded, "Yes that's true, and it flattered me. Adam was the only one I wanted, and did I ever want him! We had one date and," she looked from Adam to Noel, "then you were on your way into our lives Noel. Nine months later you were born on Christmas Day."

She continued to look at Noel, "There was only ever one name for you sweetheart. We always celebrated your birthday in March because that was the day of our date, when you were created. That made more sense to me, and to us." Emma looked back to Adam.

Emma continued with her fingers running through Adam's hair pushing it back from his forehead, "Noel was the date you took your first breath in this world." She didn't say anything more but the way their eyes were communicating there had to be so much of the story that wasn't being told.

Noel went to both of her parents and kissed each of them on the lips and said they had no idea how perfect that was. For an Avalonian woman, it was a perfect thing to do. For a human woman, it was not something done, but her parents didn't seem to mind.

Her dad said it was late for them with golf in the morning that would come early. His hands were rubbing Emma's legs as he spoke. Breakfast would be before dawn with the first tee at first light so it was time for bed.

They said we had Noel's room and hoped the bed would be big enough for the two of us. It was obvious they understood we were lovers and had no issues at all with us being intimate.

We spent the night in her room and I lived in her memories and fantasies of being her man from the stars who had found her in her room and had my way with her all night long. Any concern we might have had about our noise was forgotten as it was Emma and Adam who started the lovemaking sounds with their bed headboard banging against the wall.

From both bedrooms came the sounds of a wanton slut being pleasured by her man who could not get enough of her. Sometime after midnight Noel thought how it was the best homecoming she had ever imagined.

When we dressed into our under-uniforms after spending the night nude and coupled, Noel said she was looking forward to breakfast even having swallowed all my creamy cum. Her parents were up and dressed looking like teenagers in love again and the kitchen was full of breakfast cooking smells.

We decided to switch which one of her parents we were with so Noel could spend time with her dad. It would give her mom time to know me better. I helped Emma with hand washing the breakfast dishes and cookware while Noel went into the other room with her Dad.

Emma was very happy to have me to herself for a little while, stopping me at one point to look up into my eyes nearly in my arms. She had me sit so she could look into my eyes directly. "Your eyes are just like her father's eyes, and just like Noel's eyes. I always told her she got her eyes from Adam but she always insisted she got her eyes from me."

I thought to Starchase to run eye scans for Adam Anderson and Emma Anderson for genetic traces. Before I could smile and thank Emma for saying such sweet things, Starchase confirmed both Adam and Emma had Avalonian genetic traces in their eyes.

The walk to the golf course was not far and we walked as couples, happy to be together holding hands as couples. Her parents were jubilant to have their daughter home safe and sound.

I thought to Noel what Starchase discovered and she thought back that she already knew. She didn't want to put her parents in the position of choosing between Earth and Avalonia.

I thought to her that maybe they would be happier being able to communicate with us. They should be able to appreciate their heritage and perhaps become Avalonian Planetary Liaisons, though it would be only for the duration of their Earthbound lifetime.

To live as we do would require Phased Transportation Print Pattern Buffer Scanning on Farpoint Station. She said she knew and hoped there was a way to be able to share what we knew, 'besides they're my parents and marooned Avalonians 20 times removed or something like that.'

We enjoyed playing golf as a foursome, couple versus couple which was fair. Her mom had taught Noel to golf and her dad was still using his traditional hickory clubs. We used loaners from the clubhouse and had a splendid game in the chill damp weather.

After the game, a pub lunch at the clubhouse including pints of ale. It soon felt like we had done what we came to do. Noel told them it would be soon time for us to return to our ship, that we didn't know how long it would be before we could make another visit but she would let them know from time to time how she was doing.

We stood together in their living room feeling the weight of an impending goodbye. Her mom Emma touched her arm and asked, "What kind of ship do you crew on Noel? I bet it is amazing, I've always wanted to go out beyond the horizon on a really nice ship."

Her dad Adam nodded and added, "We never did have a honeymoon with you on your way Love... wouldn't it be wonderful now? We have lots of time to go on a voyage beyond the lights and navigate by the stars." I could hear Noel's thoughts were quickly racing to a conclusion.

-v-

What a fabulous time we were having in the house I grew up in, the place where I had spent so many hours, days, years of dreaming about my man from the stars coming to make love to me and take me to the stars with him. The house really had not changed, but the atmosphere of the home had. Somehow it was now warmer and more inviting.

They told us about what had happened with their worry and wondering what happened to me when they had trouble locating me. A relation who passes away with a funeral for next of kin tends to do that kind of thing. And all they were able to learn was I went off with a handsome man on the trip of a lifetime.

And though I had said I would call when I could, I never did. They initially thought the worst might have happened and suffered for a while. I felt terrible and responsible for my thoughtlessness. I tried to imagine when I could have made a call and there had not been a single opportunity.

They said their suffering passed when they decided together to be positive and trust that God was protecting me as God always had. Together they chose to believe I was on a wonderful journey experiencing new things in exotic places and I was learning new skills.

It drew them together and they began to remember what they had forgotten about themselves and how they met. They were sitting close together telling us their story and began talking about each other. About how they had finally met years after they first knew about each other, growing up on the same small Atlantic Ocean island.

Dad had asked mom to a dance, and she was happy he asked her, how she was eager because it was he who had asked her to be with him. Both Barrett and I notice it as an interesting choice of words. They watched me with Barrett behaving similarly to how they were sitting together opposite us, her words and his continued to weave and flow.

It was already into the evening hours and the dinner wine and passions flowed just below the surface. Dad's hand on mom's leg was very much how my hand was on Barrett's leg, I had not realized I was doing it until that moment and I was surprised how neither of us was hiding how high wandering hands had gone.

I found out my celebrated birthday was actually the day they went to the dance, and couldn't keep their hands off each other. Apparently neither could they keep his cock from gushing his sperm into her pussy and found her ovum. They were inseparable from that day and my arrival into the world was Noel. The rest, as they say, was history.

I had friends tell me when I was younger how they would hear such things from their parents and they would say it grossed them out. That was the opposite of my reaction, knowing they fucked on their first date just made me horny. So horny I wanted Barrett to fuck me hard right there even if it was my parents who would be watching.

I think mom knew because they changed the topic announcing we were going to play golf in the morning and should turn in early. It was an excuse too the way they fucked all night, which was perfect because it was exactly what I wanted with Barrett in my bed, where he was my man from the stars, where he always fucked me for years before he came to Earth to take me away with him.

Only the wall between our bedrooms separated us and they could hear us as easily as we could hear them. Adam was everything for Emma the way Barrett was for me and she sounded just like an Avalonian woman too. I had a very satisfying late night snack of Barrett's cum filling. I had drained it from my pussy onto his cock and then ate off him the best 3 scoop cum cream cone ever.

I could not get over how mom and dad's eyes were just like mine, they always had been. Hearing them and remembering Barrett's memories of his parents, I was seeing a lot of parallels I had not known about before my education of my own ancestry on Farpoint Station.

I had wanted to know which parent my genetics came from, so I had Starchasen run their eye imagery from my visual records of them not wanting Barrett to know I was checking. It felt so personal to me and I didn't want him to think less of which parent didn't have Avalonian genetic traces.

We had breakfast and went to play golf. I loved how I got time to talk to mom and dad separately because they also got individual time with Barrett. I heard how much they loved him as a man for me and how lucky I was to find such a partner. It overjoyed me because it affirmed the choice I had made for myself and affirmed their approval even if it was indirectly, and nothing could have been more perfect.

The golf game was fun, couple versus couple. After 18 holes we were tied on the scorecard and decided that next time would be a rematch. Back at the house, Barrett thought to me about their eyes and how Starchase confirmed Avalonian genetic trace features.

Through the generations, both of my parents came to carry the genetic line of our ancestry. That explained to my mind their Avalonian Committed Pair behaviors and their willingness to remain together and be positive.

I wondered if having both parents with genetic traces had something to do with how readily I adapted to the neural communicator implant, and how I could literally swim with my mind in the Datastream for information on every cortex I've accessed.

It made a lot more sense to me than anything I ever learned on Earth. Learning in school here always seemed like hard work.

We were all standing together feeling like it was a good time to say goodbyes when mom touched my arm and asked me, "What kind of ship do you crew on Noel? I bet it is amazing, I've always wanted to go out beyond the horizon on a really nice ship."

Beyond the horizon, how could I tell her not just beyond the horizon but beyond the atmosphere, the planet's orbit, the heliosheath. I wanted to give her what she wanted for the worry I had caused her.

Dad was also nodding and said, "We never did have a honeymoon with you on your way Love... wouldn't it be wonderful now we have lots of time to go on a voyage beyond the lights and navigate by the stars."

I felt my heart leap, the possibilities in my mind were endless. I made sure Barrett could hear my thoughts. 'Hey Barrett, they have time, they always wanted to travel away from home, they are talking about the Earth and the stars.' He didn't say no.

"Mom? Dad? What if we could give you a honeymoon trip you would never forget, one you would never believe and one you might hope could last forever?" They were already standing close to each other and somehow they moved even closer together.

I could see they were excited and looking at each other nodding then looked at me and Barrett. Then an amazing thing happened. Mom let dad talk, which for the last many years was something that never would have happened. It was probably the longest thing dad had ever said that went uninterrupted by mom and I saw she was really listening to him as if his words were important.

Dad said, "Barrett, Noel had said it was your ship so we would not want to impose at all, but we have always wanted to travel, to go places and do things we have never done. I know Noel is making grand gestures and, just in case they are not just things to say before a goodbye, if it is possible for such a thing, we would be grateful."

"I love this woman and I have always wanted to give her things and be the man she would know loves her more than my own life." Dad was saying amazing things and I knew he had no idea what was in store for them, if Barrett was to agree with me.

I heard Barrett think to Starchaser, 'Send Starchaser+A.' This was how it must have started for me. He had to get the shuttle craft because they could not be Phased Transported, at least not safely that we know of.

They were the most important people to me, as important as my Barrett. I never wanted anything to happen to them that was my doing. He had to set it up because a shuttle craft takes time to move from where it was to where it was needed.

Then Barrett said to dad and to mom too, "Have you ever wondered what's out there, where we navigate by the stars?" He was making me smile, so much like my first night with him on Eleuthera, I knew I was making eyes at him.

"What we have to share with you is out of this world and it will change your perspective on what life is all about." He let the words hang and my parents were loving it not wanting to interrupt his storytelling.

"If that is what you want, without looking back, we will take you with us. My ship is big enough for you to join us without feeling like you are imposing. I should say our ship since Noel and I are committed lifelong partners."

Oh my, his words were sweeping me off my feet all over again. "The choice is yours and if you say you are coming with us, then we will be very pleased to have you join us in our grand adventure."

My parents were holding each other tightly, looking into each other's eyes, a brief look around the house and then to each other. Dad started with, "We would have to leave all this."

Mom replied, "We would have a chance of our lifetime."

Dad said, "Nothing would ever be the same again."

Mom was certain, "As long as I am with you, I will go anywhere my love."

I was looking around wanting to capture the house and our home for a memory file I could revisit anytime now I could have it recorded. What I really wanted was to Phased Transport the whole thing, to have forever as our place on Starchasen where we would have it forever.

Barrett thought back to me, 'If Starchase could do that and not actually remove their estate from the Earth, I would do that for you.' Starchase was suddenly speaking in our minds in that harmonic voice.

[Starchase combined harmonic Phased Transport system capable to replicate the Anderson Family Estate, original remaining in situ, replica to Starchasen Atrium. Sentient overprotection protocol engaged to ensure PT is disabled until occupants are secured in Starchaser+A. Recommend Captains transit by shuttle craft to enhance PT field integrity with existing gravimetric parameters.]

Adam and Emma kissed the way I imagined they must have the night they made me. They were definitely Adam and Emma because my parents had never kissed like that in my lifetime that I knew of. It was an unspoken promise and signaled a beginning with the words that followed.

Mom said, "I want this Adam because it would be with you my love."

Dad said, "I want this Emma because it will be with you my love. Barrett, Noel, please take us with you."

[ Starchaser Chapter 7 ]