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    Heavenly Bodies
    Heavenly Bodies
    Heavenly Bodies
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    Heavenly Bodies

    By Celine Chatillon

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    PlayMate

    Outer Worlds Mining Corp miner Lelia Clayden lives for mail day. Her sexy mailman, Del Tourner, gives her reason to continue her lonely existence, but he's unable to stay more than fifteen minutes at a time. Lelia orders a "PlayMate" holographic robot to pleasure her personally... What will Del think of how she's programmed her PlayMate to look exactly like him?

    Alien Seduction

    Jenna Henson is a first rate sf geek, but even she knows the difference between fantasy and reality. Prince Reglund of her favorite TV show, Galactic Guerillas, cannot be the sexy hunk pleasuring her in her own bed. But what the heck? Why not give in to the fantasy and enjoy herself? It's only when she wakes up on Reg's home world does she begin to suspect there's more to the television series than meets the eye.

    Diplomatic Relations

    Ambassador Cherae Longbow is nervous. She and her Martian assistant/lover, Jax, have been recalled from their diplomatic post to talk to the High Commissioner on Earth. Rumors have it that the Alliance needs to make a good impression on its newest potential members, the Magnens. But why does the High Commissioner keep mentioning that Cherae's "open-mindedness" is an asset in this delicate situation?

    Heavenly Bodies

    Telepathic, non-humanoid aliens Mahla and Shahla find astronaut Frank Rimmer frozen in a cryo-statis chamber, the lone survivor of a deep-space asteroid impact on his vessel. The two make repairs to the damaged ship and do their best to help Frank to recover both physically and mentally…including transmitting images of gorgeous women they've discovered on a pin-up calendar into Frank's mind for their appearances.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMojocastle Press
    Release dateOct 1, 2006
    ISBN9781601800077
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      Heavenly Bodies - Celine Chatillon

      Chatillon

      Published by Mojocastle Press, LLC

      Haymarket, Virginia

      This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.

      Heavenly Bodies

      ISBN: 978-1-60180-007-7

      Copyright @ 2006 Celine Chatillon

      Cover Art Copyright @ 2006 S.L. Carpenter

      All rights reserved.

      Excluding legitimate review sites and review publications, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the written permission of the publisher.

      Copying, scanning, uploading, selling and distribution of this book via the Internet or any other means without permission from the publisher is illegal, punishable by law and will be prosecuted.

      Available online at:

      http://www.mojocastle.com/

      Dedication:

      To my readers… I do it all for you.

      Links to Stories:

      PlayMate

      Alien Seduction

      Diplomatic Relations

      Heavenly Bodies

      PlayMate

      Damn it! He’s late. What the hell’s the matter with him?

      Crossing her arms, Lelia Clayden anxiously paced the corridor in front of the hanger dome airlock. She hated herself for whining over something as inconsequential as the postman arriving two hours late. But when your only biweekly flesh and blood visitor is the postman, then his tardiness becomes a great cause for concern.

      It wasn’t like she was about to run out of atmosphere or food supplies if Del Tourner didn’t show this week. Oh, no. The Outer Worlds Mining Corp stockpiled its asteroid outposts with more than enough nutrients and sufficient oxygen generators to allow a staff of one hundred to breathe fresh air for one hundred years or more.

      But food and air alone weren’t enough for a bored, solitary asteroid miner, Lelia had realized ten months into her stint. There were the psychological and physical needs that erotic vids and rechargeable vibrators couldn’t meet...the need for frequent face-to-face conversation and simple skin-to-skin human contact.

      The need to connect with a lover and get laid properly now and then.

      She gritted her teeth and growled, Damn it, Del. If that worthless Hak Shanesi held you up on your route, I’m going to tell Hak I’ve terminated our cybersex relationship now and forever. And I really do mean it this time.

      She sighed, kicking the wall beside the airlock for good measure, then stomped back into the control center. What would it look like if Del caught her cursing, frowning and pacing in front of the airlock door when he did arrive? She’d look pretty stupid and childish. Lelia had too much pride to ever leave that impression on any of her fellow Outer World employees.

      She settled down at her desk, busying herself with the chemical analysis of this morning’s robot-mined load of ore. One thing she enjoyed about working by herself was that she never had to deal with idiots who screwed up reports, or were slow at finishing their part of a project. The pay was pretty damned good, too. After her three years were up, she’d have more than enough credits squirreled away in the bank to buy that deep space cruiser she’d had her eyes on for years. Maybe then she would become the postman, doing the rounds of the asteroid belt, dropping off supplies and providing a quick fifteen-minute human contact to all those lonely, desperately hungry-for-humanity souls.

      Fifteen whole minutes. That really sucked, Lelia decided. If she thought her job was trying at times, Del was only allowed a quarter hour at each outpost to offload supplies, retrieve ore, deliver mail and be on his way to the next rock to repeat the process all over again, week after week after week... The only time the poor man got to sleep and eat was while he traveled between stops. Too bad he didn’t have a partner to ease the tedium of his constant journeying.

      Too bad he didn’t have her.

      Fraternizing with fellow employees is allowed if it does not disrupt operations, Lelia mumbled the company code, pushing a button to speed the ore to its next step in the processing cycle. Those idiot Outer World execs are full of shit, and they know it. We can talk about sex over the com screens all we want, but we sure as hell can’t act out on any of our mutual fantasies, since we’re stranded millions of parsecs from each other. Great setup for romance that is.

      The proximity sensor sounded. She jumped to her feet.

      Incoming spacecraft, Bilgee, the computer, announced in his usual bland manner. Spacecraft identified as Outer World Mining Corp Vessel Alpha-Six-Niner. Pilot requests immediate docking privileges.

      Let him in, Bilgee. Let him in. Lelia threw up her hands in disgust at the delay. Pressurize the hanger as soon as he’s touched ground. Turn on the ore pumps and swing them to his port side. Advise onboard inventory comps that there’ll be an extra metric ton of processed ore for transport this week. And turn on the microwave for thirty secs on high.

      Very good, sir, Bilgee replied.

      When the airlock pressure light turned green, Lelia pasted on a smile and sauntered toward the ship, acting cool, calm and unruffled as usual. No way did she want Del spreading gossip among the other asteroid miners that she couldn’t handle the stress of a solo operation and ruining her future chances of promotion within the corporation.

      No way did she want him thinking she was a love-starved female miner eager to jump his bones.

      Lelia, how good it is to see you again.

      She vigorously shook Del’s offered hand. His long, dark fingers felt like velvet in her grasp, his captivating grin sparkling a vivid white, a marked contrast against his milk-chocolate complexion. His tall, lithe frame seemed to hover over her like an angel looking down from above. The man was heavenly, simply heavenly to look at… She wondered if under his bulky, utilitarian gray jumpsuit, his body matched his stunning facial features.

      Lelia swallowed hard and shook the cobwebs from her mind, refocusing her thoughts on the business at hand. Thought something had happened to you there for a moment, Del. Any problems?

      He shrugged, running a palm across his shiny, bald pate. I ran into one slight problem. His full, deep baritone with its melodious, lilting accent made Lelia wet with anticipation. The ore pump clogged over at Zed Lido’s place. It took nearly forty-five minutes to get it running again. I’m going to have hell to pay if I can’t make up the lost time by the time I’ve finished the circuit next week.

      That’s too bad. I’ve double-checked my pumps and they’re in fine working order, so you’ll be on your way before too long. She nodded toward the galley area. Want a cup of coffee and some fresh cinnamon rolls before you head out again?

      Thanks, Lelia. I know I can always depend on you.

      For eight and a half glorious minutes, Lelia sat at the galley counter, entranced as Del eagerly consumed--and then complimented--her mouth-watering cinnamon rolls and fragrant, hand-ground coffee. He took one last big gulp, finishing off his snack by slowly licking the frosting from each of his long digits with a curious tongue.

      Her clit throbbed and her pussy muscles twitched with excitement. With his large hands and feet and those strong, broad shoulders, the man had to be equally endowed where it counted, right?

      She bit her tongue hard to bring herself back to reality.

      Hmm… He inhaled the coffee’s steamy aroma and sighed. The spiciness of these rolls really add something to the richness of your brew. You’re a great cook, Lelia. It’s a pity you can’t host a party sometime.

      Yes, isn’t it. She swallowed a groan, cranking up the intensity of her smile. I did play hostess once for a few hours to a contingent of miners passing through on some long-term deep space assignments. But they could have cared less for my cooking.

      I find that difficult to believe.

      It’s true. They were much more interested in borrowing my bathroom. You know how challenging it is to bathe properly in zero-g onboard a spaceship. Lelia sighed, imagining what Del would look like in a zero-g shower…or her shower, for that matter. Damn! She had to get over this schoolgirl crush, for both their sakes.

      Del threw back his head and laughed. The music of his mirth touched the very core of her, sending a wondrous tingling racing throughout her frame. How she could make love to this man, if only he could stay put for longer than a quarter hour!

      So, it was more of a ‘slippery when wet’ get-together? he joked. "Sounds very interesting. You had a good time, then?"

      Blushing slightly, she shook her head. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a very interesting experience for me. They were all into each other--quite frequently, too, as I recall. If I was into same-sex relationships it would have been great, but I can’t help it. I much prefer the company of a man who chooses a woman as his sex partner over another man.

      Del lightly touched her hand. Dizzying sensations instantly warmed her. She slowly licked her lips, looking deep into his dark, soulful eyes. If she didn’t know better, she’d swear she was experiencing an orgasm right on the spot.

      But then he took a deep breath and pulled his hand away, averting his gaze. I sympathize with you, Lelia. Do I ever--

      Ore onloaded and supplies offloaded. Securing hatches, Bilgee interrupted abruptly. Ship’s comp readying for take-off. Pilot, report to duty for pre-launch checklist.

      Thank you, Bilgee. Lelia and her visitor stood reluctantly. "Well, I guess

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