"You are only a quarter Vulcan, Ensign Davis?" The Captain asked.
"Yes Captain, on my maternal grandmother's side," I replied.
"Have you much knowledge of Vulcan culture and rituals?" she continued.
"My parents were starfleet officers and I spent several years being raised by my grandmother T'pan and her spouse. My grandmother taught me much of my Vulcan heritage and we made an extended trip together to Vulcan itself, where I visited and studied at several temple sites and monestaries," I explained. "I consider myself well versed in Vulcan ritual. "
"Have you ever attempted a mind meld with a non Vulcan?" Captain Lance asked.
"There was one attempt, when I was very young, with a school classmate. It was less than successful. I was too young, too inexperianced then.
The Captain looked at me. "I find myself Captain of this ship, in control of the fate of all her crew and yet I am scarcely in control of my own body and desires. I need your help, to share the control that made you the only man to survive the virus."
I told the Captain I would need some time to think about her proposition. She nodded wearily and dismissed me.
Wandering back to my quarters I turned the problem over in my mind. How could I give the Captain any degree of control in a mind meld when I had virtually none myself? I made a decision and stepped up to the nearest computer terminal.
"Computer, are any crewmembers presently in the holodeck?" I enquired
"There are no crewmembers presently in the holodeck." The computer replied in a silky feminine voice.
I headed straight to the holodeck and requested one of my personal programs. It was of the temple of Solok, a centre of meditation and enlightenment on Vulcan which I had visited with my grandmother. I had used this program before when I had difficult decisions to make and needed to collect my thoughts.
I stepped into the holodeck and found myself in the entrance chamber of the temple. Robes were laid out ready for visitors in alcoves set into the wall. I removed my own clothing and donned one of the long kimono style robes, belting it at my waist. It occured to me that I was in actual fact naked, the robe I wore being nothing more than a hologram. I hurriedly pushed this thought aside. I needed no such distractions.
I took a large candle from a box that stood near the entrance and lit it on a nearby candleabra. I went through into the main temple. The interior was cavernous, the temple constructed from huge stone blocks. Pillars two metres across supported the vaulted ceiling. I could feel the cold of the flagstones, worn smooth by thousands of years passage of pilgrims, on my bare feet. The entire room was lit by a myriad of candles set into the walls and pillars, casting an eerie light and making shadows dance across the ancient stones.
I walked through the temple to the shrine of Solok and seated myself upon the floor, settiong the lit candle in front of me. I concentrated on the flickering flame and attempted to clear my mind. My breathing slowed and I began to meditate.
After meditating for perhaps half an hour I became aware of a shadow falling across me. I looked up to find Tilloth standing just in front of me. She was wearing one of the robes from the entrance chamber, though she had obviously ordered the computer to modify it somewhat. Whereas mine fell to just below my knees, hers ended high up her thighs and though she was reletively short the robe revealed she had excellently shaped legs.
"May I help you Tilloth?" I inquired. "I had left a message on the holodeck computer that I did not wish to be disturbed."
Tilloth smirked. "Privacy didn't seem so important to you when you were spying on me and Jefferson earlier."
I was taken aback, I hadn't thought that I had been seen. "When I found the engine room empty I naturally looked for you. You may have needed assistance. I wasn't aware you had seen me."
"These are not just ornamental you know," Tilloth said, indicating her antenna. "Even though I couldn't see you I knew you were there. You were watching us for several minutes. Did you like what you saw Skylar?"
Tilloth pulled aside the top of her robe and cupped one of her firm blue breasts. "Did you enjoy watching while Jefferson sucked my tits?"
My cock lunged skywards and I knew without looking that my robe must look as if a tent was being pitched inside it. Trying to deny my attraction to the Andorian would have been ridiculous under the circumstances.
"Both yourself and Jefferson are very attractive women," I said, with complete honesty. "I found the sight of you together very sexually stimulating."
Tilloth pulled the belt of her robe free and her robe swung open down the front, revealing the fact that like myself Tilloth was naked beneath it. My eyes travelled down her body from her cute pixie like face with it's snow white bobbed hairstyle to her slender neck. Down to those magnificent ripe breasts with stiff azure nipples. Lower still to her flat, muscled stomach and the on to the downy white patch of hair that did little to conceal the dark mauve outer lips of her sex which were slightly parted, giving me a glimpse of her inner flesh shining wetly between them. I felt a raging heat suffusing my body and I knew I could not maintain my mask of self control for much longer. Tilloth was smiling, she knew that I wanted her desperately.
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