"Why do you come here, John?", Dawn looked at Admiral Warren in the first row at the Latinum Luxury.
"To see beautiful women.", John bluntly announced.
"And yet you sit here watching a hybrid freak take her clothes off?", Dawn teased.
"I see a former University student who let a promising career slip away to degrade herself in front of some Ferengi and Orion traders.", John observed.
"What you should see is a T'Waak hybrid, a true to life Island of Doctorr Moreau freak job who was given false hope by the King's Fleet only to realize that she did not deserve that life and is now where she should.... Stripping for losers.", Dawn reported.
John got the reference. He ordered another Romulan Ale. Zek is a lot of things but most of all, he is a fine bartender.
"It could be better. You deserve better.", John looked at Dawn.
"How so? Being with you John. How would that look? The most influential small fleet Admiral in Starfleet and his donkey girlfriend... Its called doggie style, John. There is no romantic reference to doing a donkey's butt.", Dawn complained.
John waited for Dawn Keystone to finsh her set and then followed the T'Waak hybrid upstairs. Dawn wanted to lock the door but she still carried a torch for her former Captain and mentor aboard the USS Quasar Quest. Dawn jumped up onto the bed.
John stepped towards her, "I am okay with a donkey's butt."
Posted by:
Admiral John Warren
Fleet Commander in Chief
King's Fleet
