Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... warship recall.

Max found herself spending many hours lurking on a dozen different TFN work boards and service sites: no one was saying anything specifically; but there was a miasma of tension that Max had never felt before.

Max really wished she could consult with Joon, her better half was far more adept at this kind of behavioral scrutiny. Max used firearms and blew shit up, she was not good at detecting subtle anthropological nuances in chat rooms.

Then Max's attention turned elsewhere. Something smelled good, really good.

Max glanced at Ags who was scrolling through multiple streams of all kinds of information at her station; the sensor feeds on the data pad next to her faithfully reporting real time sensor data.

"Something sure smells good" Max spoke to no one in particular.

Agatha giggled.

Max smirked a crooked grin, "Can I assume it's going to taste as good as it smells?"

"You're just going to have to trust me, Max," Agatha glanced over her shoulder; her glossy black lips pulled back in a teasing smile.

Max scrolled through a few more posts on less important sites; no words even mentioning the recall. On one site she spotted a WTF post from a patrol way out on the Kirrix periphery. Max realized that this recall order was having a massive ripple effect throughout the TFN.

Agatha turned around with a look of concern: the emotions she felt from Max were disturbing. "Do you think the Lion is also being recalled?" asked Agatha.

Max ...

... thought about that, "I'm not sure where Vice Admiral Blake falls in the big picture, He is supposedly retired. At the same time though, he does seem have an inside track on what is going on." Max shrugged, "I really don't know."

Agatha got up from the pilot couch and walked over to Max. "Lets go eat," Agatha smiled softly, holding out her hand for Max to take.

The pair walked to the galley and Max stopped at the doorway. Her eyes went wide as she took in the beautifully set table.

Agatha had been busy as four different dishes of colorful and delicious smelling food had been placed on the table. Seating herself at the table, Max was very impressed at the presentation.

Agatha, working in tandem, continued to adorn the table; she even put out a basket of fresh baked rolls.

Max looked at both of them as they sat across from her, a huge smile on her face.

Agatha named the dishes in turn. Enchiladas Verdes, with a homemade roasted tomatillo sauce, Cheesy Squash Casserole, Garlic Buttered Mushroom Pasta, and finally...One-Pot Creamy Chicken with Potatoes and Spinach.

When Agatha was finished naming the dishes Max was on the edge of her seat. The aromas were incredibly seductive and she slowly reached for a utensil. Agatha nodded, "Go ahead Max, tuck in."

Max did so with gusto! She literally heaped food on her plate while Agatha assisted.

The flavors were incredible, everything was prepared wonderfully. Large cups of water and fruit juice helped wash down the ...