blaster.
“Damn, no guns too.” She grumbled and cautiously peered into the wreck form where the sound came from. “Who’s there?”
“Oh, fuck!” Someone said weakly. “We’re alive… oh, praise something, we’re freaking alive.”
“Tuzla?” Gaya’s eyes widened as memories of her captive came flooding back into her mind up to the point of when she had locked her in the brig. Everything after that until the imminent crash was a haze.
“Hey, Marshall.” The blonde crawled up to her knees, smiling weakly. “This looks like a good spot for a picnic.”
“You bitch, you did this.” Gaya hissed. “You filled my head with that odious narcotic and made me lose control… and we crashed. I ought to wring your scrawny neck for this.”
“Hey, if I remember right, you were having the time of you life… sitting on my face.” Jenna held her hands up.
“And why in the name of Uranus’ rectum are we naked?” The Space Marshall spat, her hands on her curvy hips.
“We were in the thick of it when your ship got crazy and went off course.” Jenna shrugged. “Don’t you remember a thing?”
“Unlike you, I’m not addicted to hallucinogens.” Gaya gnashed her teeth, twisting her lovely face. “My mind’s a blank of whatever we did before the crash.”
“Ah, too bad,” Jenna cupped her own naked breasts and examined her erect nipples one by one. “…because we had loads of fun and you said you’re my lover forever.”
“Fuck off; I’d never say anything so… so lame.” Gaya looked away as Jenna played with her own breasts.
“Whatever you say, you’re the space cop and I’m just a too bit hustler.” Jenna rolled her lovely blue eyes. “Now what, Miss Marshall of the Century, Top Class; where do we go from here?”
“More important than that, where is here?” Gaya sighed, looking around the barren alien landscape.
“Judging by the stars in the sky…” Jenna walked up beside Gaya, equally unharmed and naked.
“Yeah?” The space cop eyed the pirate with interest.
“I’d say we are screwed” Jenna grinned sheepishly.
“Dumb bitch, for a moment I thought you had something useful to say.” Gaya grated, walking away from the twisted wreck.
“Okay, so you’re in charge.” Jenna said docilely, running up after her. “Which way do we go then?”
“How should I know?” Gaya exhaled in frustration, looking up at the huge planet looming over the sky to the west. “This is a moon; we couldn’t make it to the planet… I don’t think we can find any life here.”
“Well, I supposed we are doomed.” Jenna shrugged. “But at least we can have some fun with each other before we keel over.”
“Is that all you can think of, you stupid cow.”
“Well, yeah, that and money, a lot of it.”
“Neither money nor sex is of any use to us here if we’re stuck on an uninhabited moon.” Gaya scanned the horizon for any signs of life, even plants or trees. “And I hope we don’t run into any nasty predators if there even is any life on this mud ball.”
“What about food and water?” Jenna looked at the wreckage behind them. “Can we salvage anything from there?”
“No, the wrecked life support’s damaged the food processors. That ship’s as useful to us as the gravel and rocks here.”
“Maybe if we keep going in a straight line, we might find something... of use.”
“Let’s hope so.” Gaya scratched her left buttock, her skin felt dry and itchy. “I can’t even find my guns.”
“Gee, the great Space ranging Marshall Gaya Lanis caught with her pants down and unarmed.” Jenna laughed hard, jiggling her naked breasts wildly. “Why, I could paste you one and run away scot free.”
“Yeah, just you try it, sister.” Gaya smacked a tight fist into her own palm, making her vivacious breasts bounce. “You’ll see that I’m far from unarmed.”
“I may be crazy, but I’m not an idiot, Lanis.” Jenna continued laughing. “My best bet to surviving