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SEQUEL to Gossip Travels at Warp Ten

Dating Doubts
By BT

"Lieutenant Torres, please report to Astrometrics."

"I'm on my way."


"What is it Seven?"

"I'm beginning to feel apprehension regarding our evening together."

"How so? It's just dinner."

"Yes, but my research indicates that dinner is often used as a pretext before getting intimate. It's the intimate part that I find unsettling."

"Why?"

"I felt ill-prepared so I searched for advice on Klingon mating customs. Reliable information was difficult to find. The most accurate source was `Bedroom Advice for Young Warriors,' by Gorak the Invincible."

"Seven, that book is famous for its exaggerations. The author was a notorious braggart. Don't put to much trust in what he says."

"The information is inaccurate?"

"Yes, Seven. That book has done more harm than good."

"I understand. See you tonight B'Elanna."

"I'm looking forward to it."


"I had a wonderful evening B'Elanna."

"So did I, Seven."

"I will see you in the morning."

"A kiss would be nice."

smack

"I had something more like this in mind..."

smootch


"You won't believe what happened last night."

"Besides the Chief officially going on a date with the Ice Queen?"

"That's only half of it. They were on a date, but the rumor has it Seven doesn't only look sexy."

"What are you getting at?"

"Apparently the Lieutenant didn't get much sleep last night. She went to bed with someone proficient in the lovemaking techniques of over 6000 assimilated speices."

"You're kidding! Seven?"

"You bet. B'Elanna didn't even manage to get them to the bedroom. The Borg prefer to do it standing."

"Standing?"

"That's what they say... What is it?"

"Seven is walking towards us."

"Uh oh!"

"Ensigns Fitzroy and Keene. You two should be attending to your duties instead of spreading unconfirmed rumors. I could assist you by informing the Lieutenant that you seem to require extra tasks."

"That won't be neccesary ma'am. We were just leaving."


"Seven of Nine to Lieutenant Torres."

"Go ahead Seven."

"I've eliminated the source of the rumors."

The End

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