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his possession. When the time was right he would explain everything to her.
Until then he was going to be her private pleasure machine.
Even if it killed him.
He was going to enjoy this 'treasure' as long as he could. As far as that incoming
message he had to hear it. He quickly sat up and grabbed his uniform. "I'll go with you,
Lucky."
"It's really not necessary, Slick."
Yes, it was.
"I can be of help. You might need me."
Lucky shrugged. "Suit yourself."
On the way to the bridge it crossed Lucky's mind that for an android Slick Slowhand was
terrible at taking orders.
Maybe it's part of the Masterstroke's protocol? A built in uber-male code or something?
It did make him sexier, she acknowledged.
But only because it's not for real. I certainly wouldn't want a man behaving like that.
Too alpha.
* * *
When she got to the bridge, SpinDrift was trying to hold off the poor messenger with little
success.
"I demand to speak to whoever is in charge at once!" came the irritated bark through the
console.
Lucky turned to Kerreth. "What did I tell you? I love Spin dearly, but he lacks certain people
skills."
"You mean he is irritating."
"I wouldn't say that," Lucky defended her friend. "He's& well, he& he has a certain& "
Kerreth viewed her askance. "Hummm?"
"He's extremely creative!" she snapped, storming away. "What's up, Spin?"
"Oh! Thank goodness you're here! This is the rudest, most impossible person I have
ever "
"Captain Kokol from the Zoltarian ship, Bobone, and I am not pleased "
Lucky interrupted the peevish tirade.
"This is Lucky Arrows. What can I do for you, Captain?"
"What kind of a ship are you running?! I have been trying to contact you for over "
"I was indisposed. Please state your business." Unapologetic, Lucky couldn't imagine what
a Zoltarian would want with the Sugarbabe.
Kerreth flicked off the communications switch before she had a chance to say anything
else.
Lucky gave the android a less than patient look.
"Just because we slept together, do not presume to overstep your position on board this
ship." She sternly addressed him.
Kerreth, of course, got hard again. Call me sick, but I'm lovin' this. He was very close to
asking her if she intended to give him a spanking later. Instead, he tried to keep his mind on
the situation at hand.
"Most Zoltarians are pirates, Red. I thought you should know that before continuing the
conversation. Be wary of everything she says and do not trust her. Whatever she wants, I can
guarantee it will not be to your benefit."
"Got it." Lucky tried to open the link.
Kerreth forestalled her once more.
"I mean it, Red; these pirates can be dangerous to tangle with. Whatever you do do not
agree to any terms with them until you think it through."
Lucky nodded. "Okay. Got it."
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She sat down and instructed Minmei to open her visual connection. "Okay, what can we do
for "
She stopped in mid sentence. Her brother was standing behind and to the left of the pirate
captain!
"Wildcat!" she gasped.
"Sensei Wildcat?!" The Floop almost fell over his big webbed feet as he waddled over as
quickly as he could.
"GREETINGS, CAPTAIN." Minmei addressed their skookum tumtum leader directly.
"Urrr!" Clugot chimed in from the lower deck. He was monitoring the call from the cargo bay.
It made Lucky feel good that the engineer was trying to look out for them in his own way.
Kelvinators were sometimes like that.
"Greetings Minmei, Lucky& all of you." His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of the
fluttering Floop on deck.
Lucky noticed her brother's aquiline nostrils flare in annoyance but she could tell he was
happy to see Spin, too.
The tracker was exactly what Kerreth expected.
He looked tough and savvy. A real brawler.
Which probably did not bode well for the faux Masterstroke 6000 that had slept with his
sister.
Make that innocent sister.
I'm a dead man. Kerreth took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it.
Lucky examined her brother's appearance. He looked a little tired from his ordeal, but not
bad considering everything he must have been through. Wildcat was still as gorgeous as
sin.
"Where are you?!" She was overjoyed to finally hear his voice. "We were so worried! I can't
believe you're finally "
Behind the Zoltarian, her brother jerked his thumb across his throat, warning her to be silent.
Apparently, she was giving away too much already.
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