Liftoff
I woke up to the smell of bacon and coffee and the sound of a woman saying "Good morning, Johnny."
It took me a second or two to figure out who was talking. I was a little hungover. "Mmmh," I said. "Mornin', Destiny." I got lucky, I usually suck at remembering names but hers was so different it was easy.
"Come have some eggs before they get cold, John."
"You made breakfast? Damn, I think I'm in love!"
She laughed. "Slow down, cowboy."
I laughed. "Don't worry, I'm a snail. I thought you liked me too?
She grinned sheepishly. "I do. That's the problem. I didn't want to like you, I wanted to use you. But I can't, I like you.
"I might even be falling in love, damn it. Shit, I shouldn't have said that."
I was glad she did. I thought I was falling in love, too. Never happened before, I don't know why I married my ex. But I might be...
My brain exploded again.
It was a little awkward but I had a way out. I sighed. "Time to secure passengers and cargo for liftoff. I guess you're first, lover."
Her eye twinkled. "Lover?"
"No?"
She smiled. "Yeah."
I strapped her in and started on the other two hundred women.
"Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven... Six... Five... Four... Three... Two..."
I braced myself for the Gs. "One. Ignition. Liftoff."
God but I hate liftoff. Hey, you wanted this report to be complete, didn't you? Then shut up and let me talk. Jesus, guys.
Anyway, after we were in orbit I unleashed Destiny, and she helped me unleash the rest. In fact, most helped unleash the rest. I was impressed, maybe the whores weren't as depraved as I thought?
It turned out that that was completely wrong. They were more depraved than I could imagine.
This is a crude, rough draft of an upcoming book that is less than 10% finished. This short chapter will be enlarged for the book. Continues...
Mars, Ho! Chapter Four
Chapter One
Previously
Liftoff
I woke up to the smell of bacon and coffee and the sound of a woman saying "Good morning, Johnny."
It took me a second or two to figure out who was talking. I was a little hungover. "Mmmh," I said. "Mornin', Destiny." I got lucky, I usually suck at remembering names but hers was so different it was easy.
"Come have some eggs before they get cold, John."
"You made breakfast? Damn, I think I'm in love!"
She laughed. "Slow down, cowboy."
I laughed. "Don't worry, I'm a snail. I thought you liked me too?
She grinned sheepishly. "I do. That's the problem. I didn't want to like you, I wanted to use you. But I can't, I like you.
"I might even be falling in love, damn it. Shit, I shouldn't have said that."
I was glad she did. I thought I was falling in love, too. Never happened before, I don't know why I married my ex. But I might be...
My brain exploded again.
It was a little awkward but I had a way out. I sighed. "Time to secure passengers and cargo for liftoff. I guess you're first, lover."
Her eye twinkled. "Lover?"
"No?"
She smiled. "Yeah."
I strapped her in and started on the other two hundred women.
"Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven... Six... Five... Four... Three... Two..."
I braced myself for the Gs. "One. Ignition. Liftoff."
God but I hate liftoff. Hey, you wanted this report to be complete, didn't you? Then shut up and let me talk. Jesus, guys.
Anyway, after we were in orbit I unleashed Destiny, and she helped me unleash the rest. In fact, most helped unleash the rest. I was impressed, maybe the whores weren't as depraved as I thought?
It turned out that that was completely wrong. They were more depraved than I could imagine.
This is a crude, rough draft of an upcoming book that is less than 10% finished. This short chapter will be enlarged for the book. Continues...
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