Lost in space, 1970
Major West
Major West was feeling some unaccustomed jealousy toward Will.
The Keeper had opened an expense account for him at Zeta’s Pleasure Station.
He didn’t talk much about sex with Will.
It would quickly come to the awkward subjects of his sisters and mother.
Don had done them all.
“Don” the Professor had said” We’re Lost in Space.”
‘It’s hard on the girls, including Maureen.”
“You know that at home the girls would have found men.”
“And Maureen used to jump the fence now and then. “
“I don’t mind. She’s enough for me, even with backup.”
“At home she had all of Pasadena for that. “
“Here it’s you and Doctor Smith.”
“And “ he said “I think she’d rather it be you.”
“So I’m telling you that it’s OK if you accept an invitation.”
Penny had only asked once. She wanted to lose her virginity on her 18th birthday.
So Don gave her a good one.
He and Judy had frequently been together.
After all she had been of age at launch.
And they had dated during training.
Maureen had asked a couple times.
He thought she was distracting herself.
Or just maybe she wanted a bit of variety.
She liked to play.
And she was a medical doctor who knew her way around a body.
He was smiling at the thought of Mrs Robinson in the tube.
He almost wished he was in there with her.
His thoughts returned to the whore house.
Will undeniably needed the Keeper’s gift.
The kid was more relaxed lately. He did better work.
Although he did zip off to Zeta’s every few days.
Will had gone from the driest summer ever to the zenith of Space Girl sex.
From the sound of it Zeta herself was a knockout.
The other hundred girls were reputed to also be of great quality.
Will said there were a few with four and six breasts, but that he hadn’t tried them out yet.
In response to his question of why not Will responded “ I couldn’t decide where to put my hands.”
Even the robot had laughed.
He took another pull of Jupiter Juice.
Will made a fair brandy distilling local fruit wine.
Don thought it tasted like Mangoes.
A few days later Don was watching a meteor shower.
He had sought a little privacy in the boulder field.
He was on his second cup of Jupiter when a familiar voice called his name.
It had been a while since he’d heard it.
“Over here” he said, sitting up straight.
He wondered what Verda was doing there.
She was as West had seen her last, the upgraded version with some flesh tones.
They had spent a little quality time together during her last visit.
“Hi Verda” he said “How have you been?”
“Very well” she said
“Can I offer you a belt?” he asked,
“Indeed you can” she said, taking the flask of Jupiter Juice.
She took a pull
“What does alcohol do for an android?” west asked.
“We use it as an internal solvent” she said “And I could use one.”
“Why?”
“Well I’m a little nervous” she said “I’m about to present myself to a new owner.”
“Are congratulations in order?” Don asked
“I think so, Master.” she said.
‘Did you say?”
“Yes” she said. “I’ve been purchased for you, Major.”
Don smiled “ purchased by who?”
“Your family’s environmental control robot.” she said.
“But weren’t you were released from the store?”.
“The other Verda was.” she said “ I was the property of the CDS. Now I’m yours.”
“And” she added. “ I have a few extra features.”
She dropped the cape. And the major’s jaw dropped.
She was still the same attractive female as before.
This time she was gloriously nude, wearing only her ribbed shoulder length gloves and short silver boots.
And she had a second pair of breasts below the ample originals..
“Your B-9 stated that you would enjoy this configuration.” she said.
Don had been turned on by the description of the multi breasted girls at Zeta’s.
The robot must have picked it up.
He was damned generous for a robot.
“I can reconfigure to a single pair at will.” She continued.
“Far out.” Don said, getting to his feet.
He pulled her up close “You’re tops with two or four Verda.”
They kissed. Verda responded beautifully.
When they finally broke he added “ People can’t own one another, Verda.”
“Well” she replied, “I’ll just keep the title safe.”
“You’ll never know the difference, spaceman.” she smiled.
“I only have single quarters on the Jupiter.” He cautioned.
“MMmm "she purred." Sounds Cozy.”
“But I do have my own ship.” She added.
Don said, “Show me.”
Ten minutes later they were tucked inside Verda’s Space Van.
There was about the same volume as the chariot.
There was a forward control station with two high backed couches.
Behind it was an efficiency apartment.
Don sat in the reversed shotgun couch while Verda conducted the tour.
“This little ship can support an organic or robotic occupant for two terrestrial years at a time. Half that for double occupancy.”
“And It can keep pace with the Jupiter.”
“Here” she said “ is the shower. “ expanding a plastic bellows from the overhead.
“I’ve always thought it was suitable for double occupancy.” She said.
Together they put it to the test.