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  “Don’t forget me,” a voice emerged over the bed. I looked up to see the winged form of Rashina float down to the floor next to the bed. She folded her soft, feathery wings and sat down next to us on the bed.

  “I think I can manage all of you at once,” I told her. “Might be a challenge, but I think it’s doable.”

  I tried to figure out the mechanics of a circle jerk as I pounded away inside Zilpha. Rashina laid one hand on my back and kissed Jenica.

  Right then, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the universe.

  Or I did until I looked up again to see the bloody corpse of Drez.

  He stood there and didn’t look as blue as he used to; now, his skin color was a faded gray. No, Drez appeared to be pale and drained of blood. The gash across his neck would account for it. The gash I’d given him when we had fought in the back of the alley.

  Drez still had the same outfit on that I saw him then. Now, he stood next to the bed I was in and talked to me.

  I was alone in the bed. The women were gone. It was only Drez and me in that room. He’d walked over to the bed and looked down at me.

  “Guess you’re pretty pleased with yourself,” he observed. “Got me out of the way and no longer have Korth on your ass. And you get to fuck my sister."

  “What are you doing here, Drez?” I asked him. "You’re dead. Go away." It wasn’t the sudden appearance of the corpse Drez that bothered me as much as the disappearance of the three women. Damn, just like every dream I had. I get all hot and bothered, and then wake up.

  “Want some more company?" Drez asked. "Here; they’ve been asking for you." He stood to one side and let me see another group that emerged from the fog filling the room.

  It was a circle of green Amazon women. In the middle of them was Dentata. They were all naked and carried nothing. They didn’t have to carry anything. All each had to do was spread their legs so that I could see the snapping teeth between them.

  Then, they closed in on me.

  I was lying face down on a floor somewhere. The floor felt good and soft. Floors don’t often feel so nice, but this floor was covered with clean silicone mats. I raised my head to see where I was.

  The fog was gone and the bed with it. So was the vision of green Amazons with teeth between their legs. At least, the last part was a welcome relief. The women I was in bed with earlier, I wanted them back.

  I managed to stand up in the middle of the Byzantium’s control room. It took me a few minutes to reach a standing position. This all seemed odd, as I’d been strapped into an acceleration chair a moment earlier. But, at least, I was still alive, which was a blessing.

  I put one hand out and steadied myself against the wall. That was right; Rashina had pulled us into a hyper jump when she remembered how it worked on this ship. Holy Mother Tara, did anyone know where this ship was built? I looked down and saw that the control panels were still in standard Galactic. It hadn’t reformed itself this time.

  A hand reached out and touched my shoulder to help me stand up. I still hadn’t recovered from whatever I’d been through when we went through hyperspace. Or the wormhole. Most of the jump points were based around wormholes. What I went through this time didn’t make any sense.

  The hand that steadied me belonged to Rashina. She stood there, now clothed but barefoot. I had some memory of her in the hyperspace as she drove the ship onward toward our destiny at the location given her by Sothos the AI.

  I looked around. Both Jenica and Zilpha were standing too. They seemed to be dealing with the same issues of disorientation as I was. I walked over to each one of the women and touched their heads. Body temperature was what I would expect. I let them support themselves on me.

  “Where’s your first mate?” I asked Rashina. “Weren’t you the captain when we took off?”

  “I’m still here,” Sothos told me. “That format is no longer needed. We’re back into normal space, and you’ll have to deal with me in electronic form.”

  “I think I’ll manage," I spoke, as Zilpha stroked my neck. I wanted to resume that good time in the big bed, but it would have to wait.

  I walked over to the nearest panel, with Zilpha still at my shoulder. By now, Jenica was supported by Rashina, who didn’t seem to suffer from the same kind of dissonance. I needed to ask her why that was.

  As I continued to support Zilpha, I made my way around the control room until I found the one panel I needed. I bent over and looked at the readings.

  “I had the most delicious dream,” Zilpha whispered in my ear. “The four of us were in bed, and your big cock filled me up. It was hot, and I don’t want to forget it. I want to play some more.” She kissed my ear.

  “Did Jenica get in bed with us?” I asked her as I read some more of the instrument meters. “And did she guide me in while she slid both fingers inside you?”

  Zilpha gasped again. “What?” she said. “You had the same dream. The one where Rashina floated down and joined the three of us?”

  I could feel her hot breath on my neck.

  “Didn’t get that far with me," I told her. “I saw your brother. It wasn’t pretty."

  She pulled away. “That’s horrible," Zilpha said. “Did he tell you anything?”

  “Nothing you don’t know already," I replied. I refrained from telling her about the Amazon attack.

  By now, I knew everything I needed from the navigation instruments. I leaned back and put one arm around Zilpha. On the other side of the room, Jenica was recovered enough to have her hands around Rashina. Both women seemed to enjoy each other’s company. I wondered if we could find the original form of that bed inside the Byzantium. Or somewhere else soft where we could relax on and play a bit. I’d finally worked out the right configuration for that circle-jerk in my head. Might be a good time to put it to use. We had the time now and could use a break.

  “So, where are we?" Zilpha asked. "Did the ship end up at the coordinates Sothos gave you?

  “Oh, much further," I told her. "We’re further out than anyone has been before.”

  “Mr. Stefan," Sothos announced in a very serious tone. “I regret to inform you of this, but there is a space vessel of unknown origin approaching us.”

  Damn, just as I thought I was going to get some quality time.

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