Genre: Science Fiction
About Killraven
Location: Sydney, NSW, Australia
Home Region:
Australia & New Zealand :: Sydney
Age:37
Favorite novels: Charlotte's Web, The War Of The Worlds, I Am Legend, Wasp
Favorite writers: Richard Matheson
Favorite music: Foo Fighters, Live, Powderfinger, Wolfmother
Non-noveling interests: Writing, reading, movies, boardgames, cardgames, internet, 'Star Trek'
Joined date: October 27, 2003
Years done NaNoWriMo:
'03 | '04 | '05 | '06
Years won NaNoWriMo:
'06
NaNoWriMo posts: 31
NaNoWriMo buddies: 16
Star Trek: Sanchez - Seven Days And Seven Nights
an excerpt
THE STORY SO FAR
Betty Sanchez, a spunky young Starfleet astrogeologist, has just begun a week of well-earned leave on the (in)famous "pleasure planet" Risa.
Accompanying Sanchez is her former boyfriend Samir Singh, a young and dashing Indian tactical officer. Both of them have just completed a gruelling but rewarding first year out of Starfleet Academy, serving on the famous Galaxy-class starship USS Leif Erickson. Because their career paths now lay in different directions, Sanchez and Singh have amicably ended their relationship - but, rather than be sad, they have come to Risa to (a) celebrate what they have shared as both Starfleet officers and lovers, and (b) begin an exciting new relationship as 'friends with benefits' (to use a quaint old 20th-Century Earth expression).
The two young officers' first day and night on Risa has been a big success. They have spent most of their time on a beautiful beach where they have made love, slept until nightfall, had dinner, gone for a moonlight swim, and made love (again).
And now the second day dawns outside the bedroom of their beach-house...
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(WARNING! The following excerpt contains language and nudity that may offend some readers)
Not surprisingly, I was the first to awake on our second day on Risa.
I found myself on my back, and the first sound I heard was the low rumble of Sam’s snoring, off to my left. I grinned, and looked over at him.
Just as I had imagined the night before – he was lying sprawled upon his back, arms and legs thrown wide, and his penis stood semi-erect out of his dark bush. I quickly put my hand over my mouth to stifle a laugh.
I watched the big guy for a while, and then I looked out the windows that overlooked the beach. It was yet another glorious day outside, and off over the bay I could hear the gentle cah-cah of what I later learned were Risan ocean-gulls.
I put both hands on my tummy and just lay there with a silly grin on my face. I truly was in heaven.
I began to wonder if there was anything else that could make me feel complete at that moment – and when I realised what it was, my hand went to my mouth again to stop another laugh.
But then I thought about it seriously, and in the end reasoned to myself, Why not, indeed?
So, I rolled over to my bedside unit and grabbed my PADD, and as I rolled back I raised my trusty device above me and tapped on The Starfleet Journal Of Planetary Science.
The next article in Pelik Fann’s series about tessium-ore extraction on Gannos Three was now available. I grinned, rolled onto my side to face Sam, and curled up and began reading.
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