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Subject: {ASSM} Last Outpost by Katie McN (FFF Rom First SF) <Hopper Swap>
Date: Mon, 25 Jun 2001 06:10:02 -0400
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Last Outpost

By Katie McN <katiemcn@excite.com>


Note: Copyright 2001, Katie McN. Celia Batua and I exchanged story 
ideas. We took a week to write our stories using one idea from each 
author. We also agreed our stories would be different. At the end, I'll 
let you know what ideas inspired this story. It will be up to you to 
decide if the story is different.

I like to hear from people who read my work. This time it's very 
important since I've never written a story like this before and worry 
people might not like it. If you have time, please drop me a note at 
katiemcn@excite.com and tell me what you think.

Finally, I'd like to thank Frank McCoy for coming up with a fun game 
for the authors to play. Exchanging ideas and creating a new story is 
fun and an interesting way to see how another person would write one 
of my ideas.
 
---

It's inside me and I can't see it. 

It's eating me and I'm dying. 

I don't want to die. I won't die. 

I'll go away.

***

Letitia's eyes opened slowly, as if afraid to discover the world again. 
The familiar ache in her bones told her that she'd been asleep for 
awhile, yet the same gunmetal gray walls and floor came into focus 
under the ultraviolet light. Numbly, she brought a hand up to her face 
and touched the spaces between eyes and nose with her first two 
fingers. The skin of her face felt cold but intact. She pushed and saw 
the slight discolorations in her vision that helped her realign both her 
internal and external worlds. 

Too much sleep was bad for her. Too much consciousness was even 
worse. 

Slowly, Letitia pushed herself up from all fours and stood awkwardly 
on her feet. The circular drain under the big toe and ball of her right 
foot impressed its brass grid into her vision. Letitia blinked. Then 
steadying herself, she moved to the wall in front of her and began to 
feel for the door latch. She found it and twisted.  Grudgingly the 
mechanism began to work, its metal gears sliding noisily from 418 
thousand years of disuse before popping the bolt free. 

"You're here already." Letitia usually was first, but not this time. 
"Fuann, what's wrong?"

"It's a ship I think, and not the man. The man is gone. The man is 
dead."

"How do you know this?"

"I just do and it's truth." Fuann stepped out of the Revival Box and 
tried to remember why she was awake. "The ship told me. Yes, the 
ship told me he died and left us alone forever."

"We don't serve him anymore. What will we do?"

Letitia was finished with the Box now and knew she was ready for 
her mission.

"She's calling us, Fuann. We have to go. She'll know and tell us 
everything."


The habitat was in a new location. It would have moved many times 
over the years so the science machines could watch the nearby 
galaxy. Letitia didn't know much about this. She was built to love and 
care, but she liked what the science machines could do. She liked the 
rose bushes outlining the path to the highway. 

If the man was alive they would wear clothes. He liked them to wear 
clothes and very much so when they were outside. Today, they were 
naked as they walked down the hill. The road was only a few hundred 
meters from the habitat and the day was perfect, just like every other 
day of their lives.

A thorn cut her finger as she twisted another flower into the wreath. 
A beautiful crown for a beautiful princess. She was going to make 
one for Fuann and thought she should make one for the stranger, too. 
Yes, something pretty for the far away woman's hair. She could feel 
her now, but still didn't know what she looked like. The stranger must 
be tall and certainly she was beautiful. Letitia could feel all that now.

Letitia smiled at Fuann's impatience even though there was enough 
time. More than enough. The stranger measured life differently and 
could wait without care. Could wait for a very long time.

The women liked to touch. They held hands as they walked down the 
road toward the stranger. They couldn't see her of course, but they 
knew she was there. They could feel her call and each step brought 
them closer.

The planet was beautiful and reminded Letitia of her home planet so 
very far away. The science machines tried to make the planet feel like 
Terra. It was their work. They didn't like to talk, but would answer 
questions if they had the time. She learned a lot about the home 
planet from the science machines and why the habitat was here on 
Outpost. The man had a mission, but the man was dead. She liked the 
man, but of course she would. It was her role to love and care for him 
and anyone else who needed her. Fuann didn't need her love, but she 
secretly gave it to her anyhow. She hoped she was loved, too.


A pink minaret speared the white cloud drifting slowly across the 
city. The city was new and not something the science machines 
would have built. Blue, gold, red towers exploded into the sky. Roads 
divided the buildings in some not too obvious way and machine 
movement tied the scene with a ribbon of excitement. A splash of 
color. A dab of sound. Activity and purpose everywhere. The two 
android women felt they were finally home.

"Fuann, she's there. I see her waiting on the street near the pink 
tower."

She started moving before she answered. "We need to be with her." 
Fuann said. "We can't let her wait any longer."  

The city welcomed them mind and body. The stranger waited, just 
down the street.

"I'm Galassia. I need your help."

They were inside the pink tower. Letitia didn't know how they got 
there, but she wasn't afraid. The room was too beautiful and Galassia 
wasn't a stranger anymore. They sat on pillows and could see the see 
the city through the transparent wall in front of them. 

"You're so beautiful. I have a flower crown for you, but I don't think 
you should wear it. You're already perfect." Letitia thought about 
throwing the flowers away.

"Please, put the crown on my head. It's time for me to be like you 
two."

When Letitia was satisfied with how the flowers were arranged, she 
looked at the tall woman and was captivated by her eyes. She couldn't 
look away. She was an uncaring prisoner of something wonderful. 
There was an embrace and then a tiny kiss. There was some touching 
and then another kiss. There was a fire and then they kissed with a 
passion Letitia didn't know was hidden inside her.

The blonde girl tried to compose herself and said, "Where did that 
come from? You didn't tell me to kiss you. It just happened."

"It's what you wanted to do, wasn't it?" Galassia touched her on the 
cheek and said, "Is there something wrong doing what you want?"

"No, no. We never do what we want and so this is different for me."

Galassia turned and smiled at Fuann and said, "Your hair is black like 
the night. Can I touch it? Do you want to kiss me, too?"

The embrace lasted for what seemed like eternity. Somehow Letitia 
joined in and the three exchanged hugs, touches, kisses and more. It 
was very different. It was wonderful.

"I know you could do this forever, but we need to stop and talk."

For the first time in her machine existence Letitia didn't want to do 
what she was told. She sensed Fuann felt the same way. She was 
amazed and wondered how this happened.

"I think you two can help me. I want to fall in love and don't know 
how. I want to make love and need to learn what to do." 

It didn't feel like a command, but Letitia knew she would help and 
felt Fuann would do the same. "It's what we do. We can help. We will 
help you, Galassia. We want to help you."

Letitia pushed the tall woman back on the pillows and their mouths 
joined once again. This time passion came easily and the two women 
could feel the fires building from the heat of their embrace. The 
second kiss lead to the third and the fourth and the many more.

Their tongues met in the dark cavern of the tall woman's mouth as she 
struggled to learn more. Galassia felt a hand trace a path down her 
back as it leisurely made it's way to her heart shaped ass. 

Kiss. Kiss. Touch. Hold. 

Hands moving over soft skin. Breasts touching firm breasts. Legs 
snaking between perfectly formed legs. 

The tall woman felt something rush from the blonde girl's body and 
travel a road to the secret place hidden in her mind. An orange flash 
and lost in time and another place. Hot.

"Kiss me. Hold me. Fuck me." Galassia never felt anything like this 
before. It was new and different and she never wanted it to stop. 
"Come closer to me and be inside me."

They were laying on their sides when Galassia felt something nip at 
her ear lobe. The dark haired girl was joining in now and opening a 
new front. The tall woman felt a hand on her breast and  felt the touch 
turn to electricity and surge through her body. 

Sometimes when women make love things take time to get started. 
Maybe it was the wait for hundreds of thousands of years. Maybe it 
was because they really weren't women after all. Or, maybe it was 
something else. This time they were ready from the start and things 
only got better.

Galassia felt a thigh press up against her pussy. Her body took control 
and started rubbing against the welcome force. This was all so new. 
There were no words, just feelings and emotions. New emotions she 
never new existed.

She felt teeth gently tease her swollen nipples. A hand measured the 
firmness of her ass while two breasts were crushed on her back as the 
body behind her tried to be in front.

A pussy covered her face and she knew what to do. She learned from 
the tongue that was buried in her own cunt. She wanted to excite and 
tease and taste and enjoy. 

She was up on all fours now and could feel pubic hair being ground 
into her ass by the person who was squeezing her tits. When she 
looked down, she saw a body writhing under her. That must be part of 
the force licking her pussy wet.  She could see juices between the two 
legs laying there on display and wanted a taste. She lowered her face 
to the banquet.

She found out how an orgasm felt. She found out more than once and 
it still wasn't enough. She learned how to trade her body for pleasure 
and always thought she got the best of the deal.

Time stood still forever. Again, more, yes, hold, kiss, cum, fuck, 
touch, feel, scream. Scream. SCREAM. 

And then it stopped.


"Was that love?" Galassia was radiant as she talked to her two lovers. 
"I felt something different and wonderful."

The blonde girl laughed and then said, "No, we call that lust, but it's 
pretty nice when your doing it with friends."

"Well, what is love?" 

"Fuann and I talk about this a lot. We think love is being able to share 
yourself with another person who needs you and is willing to share, 
too."

"I think you're too perfect for love." Fuann said. "Part of love is be 
able to accept something from another person. You're perfect, 
Galassia, and don't need anything from anyone. It's so sad for you."

Letitia couldn't understand the look on Galassia's face. There was a 
smile and something else. "You've helped me more than you could 
imagine. I'm going to leave you now, but first I want to give you a 
few gifts."

"Please don't leave us." Letitia said with obvious distress. "We want 
to be with you. We want to love you."

"I have to go, but I want you to have this city and the whole planet. 
You're going to live a very long time so if you get bored, you'll know 
how to go other places in the ship I've hidden in the middle of the 
city. Anywhere in the galaxy is you home now. Just don't go near that 
ugly black thing in the center. It can kill you."

Letitia looked at Fuann and saw the same sadness in her eyes that tore 
her own heart apart. She wanted to say more, but new there really 
wasn't any way to convince Galassia to change her mind. 

"I'm going to give you one more thing. I found something in each one 
of you that was broken and I fixed it. Now you can love each other." 
And, then she was gone. 

***

"Did you see my star explode?"

"The whole Universe saw it, Galassia. Why did you do it?" 

"I did it for you. I've watched you for a billion years and now I know 
I love you."

"What's love?"

"Don't worry. I'll show you as soon as I get there."

The End


Post Script:  The story was based on Celia's idea that two androids 
were left alone on an outpost when the caretaker died. The androids 
were love toys. My idea was that galaxies are actually life forms and 
what we think of as life is really just a part of something much larger. 
BTW Celia gave me a couple of paragraphs so I would have a feel for 
what she had in mind with her idea. Can you guess which ones they 
are?




Katie McN <katiemcn@excite.com>

You can read more of my stories and learn a little bit about me at:

www.asstr-mirror.org\~katie_mcn\

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