Anti Static

Anti Static

Cassiopia came down the blue anti-static ramp   by Angel

Cassiopia came down the blue anti-static ramp, pulling at her hair to see if it was really so tangled. A moment later, Rogers burst through behind her. The Professor sat up erect and called out, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” He looked up, saw Cassiopia dressed only in shoes, panties and bra, and Rogers only in socks and panties, and nearly fell out of his chair. He sat speechless and gaping as they bumped into each other at the bottom of the ramp.

Rogers turned and broke into uncontrolled laughter. Cassiopia looked annoyed.

“What’s so funny?”

Rogers tried to catch her breath. “I don’t believe it! That was awesome! Let’s go again!”

Cassiopia stood with her hands on her hips and rebuked her. “Ann, don’t you realize how dangerous that was?”

Rogers was unconvinced. “Cass, we just went sky-diving!”

“Oh my Lord.” The Professor slapped his head, and turned away in embarrassment.

“You broke a bottle over that guy’s head, and then they shot at us!”

The Professor clasped his hands over his ears. “Oh, I don’t want to hear any more.”

“Yeah, but he deserved it. He was coming after you, you know.”

“Well yeah, after you offered me to him.”

“That’s was just to distract him, and it worked didn’t it? You know, I think he really liked you!” Rogers began laughing so hard she had to bend over.

Cassiopia thought about it, and against her will spit out a laugh. She tried to compose herself only to break into laughter once more, until both women stood nearly naked, laughing uncontrollably. Cassiopia realized it was the first time she had really laughed so hard since the crash. The Professor shook his head and mumbled under his breath, as the Tel stood idly by watching the scene with intense interest.

When they had regained their composure, they straightened up and tried to look serious, and finally recognized they were without clothes. Since only her father was present, Cassiopia shrugged it off. Rogers did not seem to care. She handed over her door control and headed for the exit. Cassiopia plunked both controls on her father’s desk, ignoring his strained look, and followed.

“We’ve got to take a time out and get control of this if we’re going to try again,” she yelled as she disappeared around the corner.

The Professor rolled his eyes. “Oh boyâ

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