If you prefer to wait, I'll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
"Would have been nice to have a warrant, but I flattered the portmaster into talking. I now know more about the Errand's refueling process than just about anyone on Tigov 19." Pam stood up straight by her boss's desk. The inspector general looked tired and maybe a little dazed. "Well... do you want to hear what I found out?"
"Yes, Deputy Habenal." Tabitha blinked her eyes and tried to focus. She had been daydreaming about Jacob Winthrop again. It was an insidious habit she couldn't seem to break.
"They paid for the full load. So, they must have an extra source of income. Off-the-books trading, if you ask me." Pam leaned against the cubicle wall and watched Tabitha closely. "I thought you might jump up and say 'Eureka' or something like that."
"Eureka." Tabitha thrust a finger in the air in a half-hearted exclamation. "So, a day and a half until they're fueled, give or take?"
"Yes. And while I know that isn't enough for a warrant, I request permission to board the ship and investigate as much as I can without rousing too much..." Pam's words faded away when she saw the alarmed expression on Tabitha's face. "What is it, Inspector General?"
"I don't want you boarding that ship under any circumstances. Is that clear?" Tabitha rubbed her sleeves and shivered. "I'll go. I'll question Jacob Winthrop about the refueling. We'll see what they're hiding."
Pam's eyes narrowed. "Why
him
, specifically? He's a teenager. Mary Winthrop seems to be in charge." Her boss had been acting so strange lately.
"Oh... I... um..." Tabitha stood up and collected her things, avoiding her deputy's eyes. "I have a hunch. I'll take care of this. I'll let you know what I find." As she hustled about the office, she couldn't help seeing that writhing, rippling, oozing penis in her mind's eye. The organ of the Messiah.
"Goodbye, Inspector General." Pam rubbed the back of her neck and shrugged.
Tabitha waved a hand at Pam and walked out the door. She pulled up a screen floating in front of her and checked on the location of Gail Estes. She found that she and her husband were on board the Errand. She cursed her own cowardice that she had left Gail to the devices of the Winthrops. It was her job to protect the people of Tigov 19, and the young Mormon wife was clearly in danger. Was
danger
really the word for it? Tabitha thought of the ecstasy she had seen written on Gail's face when she'd caught her riding Jacob in the holopark. Tabitha's vagina gushed. She was so confused.
Making a swift turn, she changed course for her apartment. Her husband was still at work. She would be able to masturbate undisturbed there. After she'd gotten the pent-up energy out of her system, she would head to the Errand. Any thoughts of saving Gail were on hold.
~~
When Tabitha arrived in the mess hall, she was herself a mess. Her wrinkled uniform bunched in places, her hair stuck out of her braid, and her eyes darted all about the room. This was the first time she'd been on board since her...
interrogation
of Jacob. She spotted a table of Mormons and walked up to them. Gail was not among them. She spotted the woman's husband. "Where is your wife, James? I need to speak with her right away. She's in..." Tabitha almost said "danger" but thought better of it. "She's in the ship somewhere, right?"
"Good afternoon, Inspector." James's speech was slow and drawn out. He was almost slurring his words. "Gail and Zinnia went off like they do." He gestured his hands vaguely. "They're with their friend, Mr. Winthrop. You wouldn't believe how much Gail talks about him at home. Jacob this, and Jacob that. You'd think he was the new plasma disk."
Dale laughed. "Zinnia too. Everything's been about Jacob Winthrop the last few days. He said this wise thing. He showed me that amazing scene in the holopark." Dale shook his head and chuckled.
"Wait... Gail is with her sister and Jacob right now?" Tabitha was more than flustered. She felt hot, queasy, and excited. She prayed her stiff nipples weren't showing through her uniform. That had never been a problem before the Errand, but recently she was constantly worried about it.
"Yes, they always go on their visits together now. It's safer that way," Dale explained slowly.
Tabitha bit her lip. She wanted to scream at them.
What fools!
How could they not see what had happened to their wives? What was happening to those poor women that very minute? "Oh, dear." Tabitha leaned forward and braced herself on the table. She couldn't get the image of Gail's ecstasy out of her mind. How could they all be acting so normal when those women were going through God knows what?
"Are you okay, Inspector General?" Maureen Henderson moved up next to Tabitha with her massive belly and a look of concern on her face.
"I demand to speak to Jacob Winthrop at once." Tabitha put on her best scowl and turned to the intrepid adventurer. What were the Hendersons doing on that ship? And where was John Henderson?
"I'm afraid he's busy." Maureen made eye contact with Penny. Her daughter put down her tray and moved closer.
"Take me to him," Tabitha said through clenched teeth.
"I can't." Maureen gave her an apologetic smile.
"I must speak with Mary then." Tabitha wouldn't let this go. She didn't know what she was doing, but she needed something to happen. A dam inside her was bursting.
"She's in the brig escorting Marsden Cole on his visit with his wife." Maureen could see the woman was cracking, but she didn't know why. They had to be very careful here. The refueling would take a while yet and they couldn't afford to get on the wrong side of the law. "Perhaps if you come back tomorrow --"
"Now." Tabitha stomped her foot. Several people turned their heads to regard her. "I need answers now. Where is Jacob's father? Can you take me to him? Where is your husband? Are there no other men awake on this ship? I saw a room with bunks once... there were men there... were there not men? I mean... I deduced that men slept... like my husband sleeps... I could tell." She sounded like a crazy person, even to herself.
"Calm down, Inspector." Maureen nodded to Penny and they quickly escorted the raving Tabitha toward the exit. "Sorry for the disturbance folks. Too much milk. We're cutting her off." That got some laughs. People went back to their food and conversations.
"What's wrong with her, Mom?" Penny followed Maureen out into the corridor. A moment later, Judy and Pricilla joined them. That left only Heather to serve back in the mess.
"I don't know, Penny." Maureen frowned. She cocked her head at Tabitha. "What can we do for you, Inspector? We want to cooperate as much as possible."
