Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... stared at the floor, looking chagrined. "I'm a marine, I've never done this before."

"It's okay Max, I've never done this before either." one of the Agathas replied with a smirk as both Agathas and Max started off to the cargo hold.

It took Max a moment to realize Agatha was poking fun and she lidded her eyes and smiled in an uh huh body language. Along the way Max asked, "What was the vehicle you used like when you were captured?"

The three of them entered the cargo hold as one Agatha answered. "That was something my parents made."

Max blinked in shock, "Your parents?"

"Yes Max." Both Agathas giggled, "I didn't just appear spontaneously out of nothing."

Max stood dumbfounded, "Where are they, who are they?"

Both Agathas tilted her heads, then one of them spoke, "I really don't know them Max: they came together and made me and thousands of my siblings and sent us off out into the universe to find our way."

"Oh..." Max stood there as she slowly digested the implications of Agatha's origins.

Agatha waited patiently for Max, smiling sweetly.

"You're not even close to human, are you?" Max asked with her crooked grin.

"I wasn't until I looked in on your dreams, Max." the left Agatha responded.

The right Agatha concluded, "You helped me shape myself, helped me adapt to your reality."

She nodded, re-absorbing those facts, the depth of meaning there now more apparent.

Max straitened, stretched a moment, then began the slow elegant kata she ...

... used in the mornings: both Agathas followed her precise movements with an unerring precision of their own.

Completing the kata, Max bowed.

Max then did several strikes into air, followed by a snap kick.

A moment later Agatha mimicked in minute detail as they repeated the actions; in unison.

"The kata focuses your control and balance." Max instructed.

Max leaped into a spinning hook kick followed by three strikes and finishing with a scissor kick, landing gracefully still in balance ready for another strike.

A moment later Agatha accurately and simultaneously emulated the strikes and kicks.

Max watched them, "If you hold that kind of form, you are going to be devastating if you are ever in a situation where you need to defend yourself."

Agatha smiled at the praise

"Howard, is my sensei." Max declared, "He is a ninth dan of this art, a master. I think you should meet him," Max smiled, "He would really enjoy witnessing an exhibition with such precision and symmetry."

Agatha then bowed to Max in unison. Max bowed in response.

Max dropped and began a calisthenics routine and Agatha joined in immediately. About fifteen minutes later Max was covered in a sheen of sweat but, being in as good shape as she was, her breathing was still measured. After putting everyone through a cool down phase in their activities, she waved her crew towards the shower.

The hot water felt good for all the occupants of the shower and, after a brief moment to savor the ...