“I want more of the red sauce,” the annoying little cunt said. She was a blonde with an upturned nose. Or, perhaps that was her constantly upturned head looking down on people. Persephone eyed her. Hard. Then she stuck her big spoon inside the red sludge and poured some more Read more…
Persephone went to the cafeteria. She rarely went there anymore, it was full of people that she preferred to avoid, honestly. She went up to the serving girl and looked down at the selection. “Mashed potatoes, sauce, and some veggies,” she said with a smile. Persephone lifted her head and Read more…
“How was your date?” Zoe asked, hopping in place. She had the naughtiest smirk on her face. Persephone gripped both hands on her mop, and held it as if it was a dance partnet. “Oh, you know. Dreamy,” she said in that tone of voice. “Did you… You know,” Zoe Read more…
They chatted, touched each other some more, and yes, kissed. It was sweet, romantic. But Demeter didn’t know how far she should take it. The afterburner sunset was over, it was getting dark and the automatic lights turned on around the café. She bit her lip. She was mentally preparing Read more…
Over the next week, Karen and Chloe did everything together. They went grocery shopping, they did chores together, which Chloe found fascinating ‘cause the drones on the ship did all that stuff if you didn’t want to yourself. It was funny how back on Earth people had everything they could Read more…
“Oh my god, this is amazing!” Karen kept watching and rewatching the freefall video. She leaned with her back on her bed and kept her head in the air, imagining what it was like to fall in microgravity. Chloe giggled. “Okay, it was fun, I’ll admit that. I had forgotten Read more…
Karen felt anxious. She had taken a shower, dolled herself up. Heck, she had even put on her good bra, the one that didn’t fit like a glove over her boobies. She was aware of it every time she moved but nope, she wouldn’t complain. This was what she asked Read more…
“You want what?” Chloe screamed into the camera. Then she had to wait seven minutes for him to respond, but her anger didn’t evaporate in the slightest. She sent some more texts. It would come as a barrage of messages to Terry, but she didn’t care. She needed to vent Read more…
Chloe went to work. As a second-generation colonist, she was born on the ship and she knew the whole thing top to bottom. They used to run all over as kids, despite the grown ups’ protests. Now that she was in her twenties, it was her turn to scold the Read more…
“Oh, yeah, push it deeper,” Chloe moaned, recorded the videoclip and then pressed send. She stopped rubbing herself and waited seven minutes for the message to get to Terry. Then another seven minutes for him to get back to her… Sigh. Her funk was gone. She stood up, put her Read more…