Max: Life At Low G, part 7

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The next morning we woke up in our apartment. Cassie was in bed with us. Andy poked her in the side. She grunted and rolled over.

"She's not armed," I observed.

"Which means we are probably being watched. Are you sure they didn't bug your comp."

"Certain. Besides, a bug would send out information which could be picked up by our target once we're on site. That's pretty basic."

"Basic for freaks like you."

"This is is hardly the time to be flirting."

"Yeah. They might figure out that you're gay."

Cassie rolled back over and looked up at us.

"Don't you ever sleep?" she asked.

"How did we get here?" Andy returned.

"You were drugged and brought here," she replied as she had been asked the single most stupid question she had ever heard.

"You have to admit, Andy, that was pretty obvious," I added.

Andy didn't seem to care for that at all.

"Fine, if we aren't going to sleep, I'm going to take a shower. Be dears and make breakfast." Cassie up and headed for the bathroom. You would think that she lived here and that we did this every day. I couldn't think of anything better to do, so I headed to the kitchen and started to make pancakes. Andy followed me. He had his I'm thinking look on his face.

After a few minutes, Cassie came out. She was naked except for the towel she had wrapped around her head. She helped herself a plate of pancakes and sat down to eat.

"Are we going to get any more details about this 'job'?" Andy asked.

"Calm down, would you. We have a couple of days before we get sent the mission profile. You've been trough a lot and are about to go through a lot more. Relax while you can."

"I can't help but notice you don't seem to be armed." Andy said.

"Are you sure I'm not hiding any weapons?" she turned to him and spread her legs. She smiled as Andy made sure.

"See, we are not enemies. We are friends. I am not going to hurt either of you."

"What if we kill you and skip town?" Andy asked.

"Well, you will ruin what could be a couple of very fun days and our employer will find you and kill you. But I would not be sitting here unarmed and you would not have gotten to enjoy making sure I am unarmed if there was any chance that you would hurt me."

She finished her plate of pancakes and got up.

"I am heading to the bedroom. If either can think of something more interesting we can do than sleeping, let me know."

"You wouldn't actually kill her would you?" I asked.

"No."

"But she would kill us."

"I don't think so."

"Because she let you feel her up?"

"In part, yes. Also she is unarmed. She knows that we know we are stuck."

"Are we?"

Andy didn't answer that.

"What do we do now?" I asked.

"We enjoy our days off."

He too headed for the bedroom. I followed.

The next couple of days passed much like our time on Leibniz. Except we had gravity all the time. And instead of breaking for work, we only broke for food or to watch a vid. We didn't even mention the fact that we were as good as her captives and that she would soon be sending us on a job with a so-far undisclosed target and so-far undisclosed risks.

In fact, I almost had myself convinced that we would never be sent the mission. That somehow Cassie had made our little duo a trio and that she was going to get a job at a local University and Andy and I would be back to taking whatever jobs came our way. It was only when I was by myself, which was thankfully rare, that I couldn't fool myself. My stomach would drop as I realize yet again the situation Andy and I were in was not the situation we were currently pretending to be in with Cassie. I would panic for a moment wondering what to do. Then to drive the thoughts out of my head, I would run and tackle Andy and blow him while Cassie watched gleefully, or tickle Cassie until she begged for mercy then begged me to fuck her.

Between the mood swings and the surreal position I was in, I was feeling almost as disoriented as I did on Leibniz.