.. "Janice", Spock and the other "mutineers" break out and head forthe bridge... Pausing briefly at a replicator to get "Janice" something towear (Tim...? Of course there's time! A girl can't go into battle in hernightie!), but the machine reads her new body shape, and will only issuethe regulation mini-dress, nylons and kinky boots...Cut back to the bridge... The situation is dire... The aft shields arefailing... the "Captain" is in a foetal position on the deck, his trouserssoaked with urine.... She said ‘yes’. I was ready to give whatever salary she wished. She said that she would come from the day after. With a huge content I left and came back home. For the first time ever since my posting in this city, I found myself so happy and contented with something I don’t know. The next day she rang the bell at my door and came in. As it was dark the day before, when I talked to her, I couldn’t take notice of her except her buttocks. I opened the door and found the angel in front of me. Her. Her best undies; half cup bra, matching silky panties and suspenders. A sheer blouse and short leather skirt. Heels. Very hot.Driving to the hotel, she said she was nervous and excited and more alive than ever before. And she asked a thousand times if she looked alright.Jack was at the bar and got up to greet us. A peck on Karen’s cheek. Jack moved to a sofa and indicated Karen to sit next to him. I sat opposite.Formalities over and drinks ordered, Jack set out the employment terms. Karen would. She seemed to be jumpy. I had no idea why. I was surely no threat, two years age difference is a lot at that age and if anything, I was nervous being with her."Wonder what they are doing?" she giggled.I didn't know what to say to that, but she clearly wanted to talk about it.We had another beer."How much nerve do you have?" she asked."Some, I think." I still had no idea what she was thinking."Want to go back ... and see?" Jennifer asked. Now her state of agitation was noticeable by the flush of.