Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... Joon smiled and said, "Be good, stay safe, we'll be back as soon as we can." Joon turned to the Agatha who was in the galley and pulled her into an identical kiss.

Max was grinning ear to ear.

Again, after the kiss, Joon repeated her farewell to the alien girl.

Joon turned to today's "Una" and gently took her by the hand heading to the cargo bay. The remaining Agatha's all looked at Max.

Max just smiled, "She really likes kissing you." and followed her delightfully odd, better half down to the cargo bay with an Agatha in her wake.

Joon was waiting by the door of the cargo bay, tapping her foot. "Remind me to remind you to add my imprint to this ship's systems." Joon smirked at Max.

Max pursed her lips, "Actually, I should do that before we leave," She looked chagrined, "I need to add Agatha as well." Using the codes available in Yance's moleskin notebook Max was able to update all security DNA impressions and delete any obsolete ones, the process only took fifteen minutes.

Joon managed to snog with two Agatha's to pass the time. Max wasn't even a little jealous, she loved seeing Joon enjoy herself.

Finally, without any further delays, Max, Joon and two Agathas piled into the late-model dark-green hover car and headed to their flat. Joon was piloting with Max seated next to her in the passenger's seat.

Joon had a predatory look on her face as she thought about their situation and, If the flight had been a longer one, Joon would have insisted on ...

... joining Agatha and Una in the back seat.

The complex where they lived was in a quiet neighborhood: there wasn't anyone around to witness their arrival. Max thumbed the DNA lock of the flat and stepped inside: Joon and both Agathas followed. Joon wasted no time and immediately headed for the bedroom.

Max glanced at Agatha, "Go ahead, make yourself at home."

One Agatha went after Joon, through the living room to the bedroom. The other raised her eyebrow at Max as if letting her know, 'I'm the one staying with you'.

Max nodded and headed for the storage room.

The storage room was fairly well organized with a few shelving units loaded with boxes. In the corner were three luggage style cases, Max pulled one over to a low table in front of a shuttered and curtained window. Laying the case on the table, she clicked open the case and inside was a beautifully crafted, composite, competitive, target class, recurve bow.

Composed of a rich, honey colored, Hickory heartwood and layers of pristine White Hickory sap wood laminate. The combination giving strength and elasticity to the natural wood bow. It was hand made by a master craftsman and was perfectly balanced and tuned. The limbs were thick and scalloped.

Max lifted it and handed it to Agatha to examine.

Max waxed nostalgic as she watched Agatha handle the bow. Agatha could taste the emotions Max was feeling.

"Look up '67 Jericho Olympic Archery" Max requested softly.

Miles away on the bridge of the corvette: ...