Mars Mission Header<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Coming out of the head</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Lt. Col. Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> See Above</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Laura gave herself a couple of minutes to recover after the orgasm that Lou had given her. Her cheeks and chin glistened with her lover's juices, and her hair was a little mussed, but it was very much worth it as she tried to pull the goofy grin from her face and failed miserably. "I think I achieved my goal." she said and waggled her eyebrows, "I brought all kinda things ust to surprise you with."<br/><br/>She took a moment to clean her face, thankful that she only rarely bothered with cosmetics as there wouldn't of been any left and she wasn't going to carry any in an E-suit.<br/><br/>She resealed her suit and knew that Lou wouldn't be the only one with wet nickers for the rest of the flight... hell, probably for the rest of the day if things were going to be as labor intensive as she expected. Even with the lower gravity, it would take them most of the rest of the day to set up and there was a certain order that these had to be done... that was part of the purpose for the security detail... physical labor.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath and with a flash message to Lou with a big wet kissing sound, she walked... not too steadily thanks to weak knees... back to her seat and buckled in. She noticed with a smirk that two seats were empty and a quick search for locators had two signals very, very close in the rear head... considering how much fun she had gotten trying to get to her knees, she wondered how successful they were being...