Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... veritable feast. Max definitely over ate and at the end of it all began to groan.

After eating more than her fill, Max helped clear the table while Agatha put leftovers into containers for refrigeration. Max washed dishes.

"That was absolutely delicious! I am surprised you could put together something of that quality in a galley this size."

Both Agatha hugged Max, "I wanted to see what I could do, and see you enjoy the result."

After everything had been cleaned up and put away, Max and both Agathas walked out to the bridge together.

Max checked the progress of the corvette on the charts; they had traveled well over half the distance. Max estimated they would arrive in Jericho orbit at 09:30 Terra standard.

That meant Max would actually have to give some thought as to how to contact Joon without actually contacting her.

Max had an idea.

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Howard Smith puttered around in his greenhouse, he loved the heat and smell of it. The growing of green things gave him a deep sense of peace and tranquility.

The back yard of the Smith home was modest, with a dojo in one corner and a greenhouse in the other it was decidedly Howard's domain.

Howard was not a "little guy" and where he was only five foot seven, his extremely broad and deep chest gave the impression he was as wide as he was tall.

His thickly muscled body had gained some softer spots during the years of his retirement, but he was by no means "out of shape" and he still practiced his ...

... martial art many hours each day.

The Smith dojo was not large, or expensively decorated. It was, in fact, very plain but exceptionally well built. Much like the master of the dojo, it did not rely on opulence.

Howard looked at the tomato plant in a starter pot that was lost in his massive hands. He'd finally gotten this strain to sprout for him and he was very happy. This particular tomato plant was from Terra and it was a delicious hybrid; the flavor was one that 'Des really enjoyed and that was all the excuse Howard needed.

Howard's wife, Dr. Mercedes Smith, had somehow fallen in love with the quiet brick wall that was her husband.

She was a professional, socially adept, and incredibly beautiful. 'Des also had a soft spot for lost puppies, which was how she met Howard.

His watch beeped.

Howard glanced at his service coms watch: one unread message. His curiosity piqued; Howard carefully put the seedling on the shelf. Tapping the menu on his coms watch, the message was text: very unusual.

Howard opened the message:

Nippers,

Storm forecast, bad day for hawks, shed in the morning.

Bowman

Howard just stood there, his mind racing.

He tapped his coms watch and made an audio only call to Joon, his biological daughter.

"Hi daddy," Joon's voice answered the call.

Joon immediately knew there was something up with the call, her father never connected audio only.

"Oh hey, sweetheart, are you busy tonight?" asked Howard, "I'd like you over for ...