"Commander.", Zoe looked at Tania as the beautiful Borg Disconnectvwalked on to the bridge.
"Colonel.", Tania responded coldly.
Zoe stood up, "Please Tania."
"You stood against my daughter in favor of Starfleet... Worse yet in favor of Hatherton.", Tania snapped.
"I chose you.", Zoe tried to make Tania feel loved.
"As a consolation prize. I know your picket fence dream, Colonel.", Tania knew that not calling her Zoe would be hurtful.
The bridge was very quiet as the Providence took the Dogs to check on reports that the Romulans were setting up to begin a terrorist war to try to bring down the tenuous reign of Governor Pan'Taar. His vote victory was so small. If it appears he cannot protect the population, his government will be brought down.
Zoe left first as Commander Branson cleaned up some paperwork before following the boss off the bridge. Tania went to the mess hall. She just did not want to be with Beamon now.
Tania came to their quarters. Secretly she had hoped that the Bolian colonel had gone to bed. She was stunned to see Zoe laying on the floor.
"What the hell are you doing down there?", Tania snapped. Secretly, the breasts pressed against the floor caught her eye.
"Begging your forgiveness! I am a lowly slug.", Zoe gave a coy smile.
"I will have to inspect your slime trail.", Tania teased.
Zoe slid down her black panties.
Tania knelt down and buried her face between Zoe's legs. The Bolian raised by humans started moaning. She rolled Tania on to her back to share in the flavour. Zoe wiped her face and then turned around and kissed Tania.
"Can you believe it?", Zoe smiled, her cheeks still glistening from the glow Tania's juices.
"Believe what?", Tania panted, still trying to catch her breath.
"Our daughter is the boss.", Zoe observed.
Tania started to tear up. Zoe had never referred to Nicole by anything other than rank.
"I love you, Tee.", Zoe offered.
"I love you too, Zee.", Tania grinned.
The girls went back to the duty at hand. This is after all a marine vessel. Do your duty.
Posted by:
Commander Tania Branson
Executive Officer - USS Providence
Protecting Camelot
For the King's Fleet
