Written Von ghanami_jmw@yahoo.com
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Trip walked down the corridor towards T'Pol's quarters. Life on Enterprise had been eventful lately. This was the first time in weeks he oder T'Pol hadn't cancelled their session. He reached the door and looked around walking discretely into her quarters.

As the door swished open, he saw a sight that left him speechless. His friend Jon crouched down on all fours wearing nothing but his boxers. His hair plastered to his forehead with sweat. T'Pol was dressed in her usual night attire straddling Jon's waist with her...