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Tasha Yar walked down the curved corridor from the turbo lift towards her quarters, after a tour of duty on the bridge. It had been a rather tiring shift, all she wanted to do was have a shower and retire to bed. On entering she walked over to an alcove where she lit the scented candles she kept there. After several moments the air was filled the aroma of Cedar Wood. Light given off gave out a pleasing glow to the room. Crossing to the shower cubical she unfastened the one-piece tunic, exposing her naked flesh underneath. Running her hands over her body she followed the contours of her hard, firm breasts, down over her flat abdomen, down through the soft silky hair of her bush. Snapping out of her revere. Tasha, showered, letting the hot water run over her tired body, watching the soapsuds trickle over her breasts, cupping them in her hands she began to wash.
Her fingers sought her aureoles and nipples; under the gentle pressure of her fingers her nipples became hard and erect; shivers of delight pulsed through her breasts, down over her abdomen finishing at her cunt. Her fingers followed the rivulets of delight towards the lips of her vulva. Gently, oh, so gently her fingers opened the lips of her womanhood, slipping inside, her fingers traced the inner walls of her cunt back and upwards towards her hooded clit, gyrating round the clit, ever nearer to the button which would send her to heaven. Flicking, stroking, and rubbing, her clit grew under her probing fingers, spasms of delight flowed through her cunt as she neared her peak. Her whole body quivered in expectation, her breasts, aureoles and nipples throbbed and ached, throwing her head back as her orgasm overtook her, crying out,
"Data fuck me, fuck me."
Her cunt and fingers dripped with her love juice. Savoring the after ripples of her orgasm Tasha slowly removed her fingers from her now hot dripping cunt and licked the love juice from her fingers savoring the exquisite taste. Finishing her shower, she dried herself. Then folding a sheer, clinging nightdress around her, tying it in front with a single bow as she walked over to the bed, lying on top of the single cover. Within moments she was asleep.
The entry intercom buzzed, Tasha opened the door, "Good morning Geordie. Right on time."
"Data said he would meet us in the Lab." Replied Geordie.
As they walked to the turbo lift Tasha asked, " How long do you think it will take to scan Data's neural network?"
"Not Long. Data will probably do most of the processing. We have only to make the positron connections!"
Arriving at the Lab Data was seated next to the workbench full of various tools, leads and connectors.
"Good morning Geordie,"
Referring to Tasha " Lieutenant."
Geordie peeled Data's scalp back, reveling a network of wires and circuit boards. Tasha looked in, "What's that Geordie?" pointing to the new chip Geordie was placing into Data's neural network.
"That's a chip Data has been experimenting with. He won't tell me what its function is! Any ideas?"
"None!" She replied.
Tasha noticed a slight smile on Data's lips; at the time she thought nothing of it. The remainder of the work took only a few hours. Later Data met Tasha in the ships recreation room.
"Mind if I join you?"
"Not al all!" Indicating to a chair opposite. "What can I do for you?" Replied Tasha.
Data moved his chair closer to Tasha, leaning over he whispered in her ear,
"The Chip is part of an experiment. I hope you can help me with?"
"Oh, how?"
"As you know my anatomy is correct in every minute detail. The Chip hopefully will give me heightened sexual awareness."