A strange couple

Shannon felt people looking at her. Their eyes scanning every inch of her body. Assessing her natural charms. Or her lack of them. After all, they were not used to seeing such figures very often, and they found it quite amusing. She couldn't help but notice each and every person checking her out, then returning to whatever they were doing with a superior smirk on their faces. Of course it was just her luck to be a first time nudist on a planet where everyone had better curves than she did.

She tried not to look at Frank any more than she needed to, but she knew what their current situation required. With a deep exhale, she grabbed hold of Frank's strong hand.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." said the man as Shannon held his hand tighly.

"No, it's... It's not like that." stammered Shannon. "We need to look inconspicious."

Frank gently squeezed her hand. "Of course." he smiled cockily.

"No! Moron! It's just for our cover!" blurted out Shannon. "I've been trained for such situations. A man with an offworlder woman walking side by side on a nude beach without any interaction is way too suspicious." she explained with a bit too much enthusiasm.

"You're the professional one." shrugged Frank. "... darling." he added with a cocky grin.

Shannon wanted to slap him, but she just sighed. She couldn't believe her situation. But she was the Law. The hand of justice. Even if a very naked hand. She could not let the circumstances affect her... professionalism, as Frank would say it. She was set on her new objective. Plus holding Frank's hand allowed her to keep him beside herself, where he could see the least of her body. And where she could not see his...

The area was huge, and their chance of randomly stumbling upon the Scourge was pretty unlikely. Shannon subtly tried to listen in on conversations about offworlders, but most people she heard mentioning the word were only talking about her behind her back. And not in a nice way. She had heard comments about her figure that could have made any strong woman bawl like a baby. But she was stronger that that. She had to be. Disregarding the Umra 7 standards, she was a sexy woman. She kept saying that in her head, over and over.

After aimlessly walking around the sea of nudity hand in hand with eavesdropping leading to nowhere, Frank had had enough and took the initiative in his own hand. He pulled the **** detective up to a couple and introduced themselves with a smile.

"My wife is looking for her sister. She had ran off with some friends of hers. Have you seen any offworlders that looked similar to her?" Of course, this last line led to the couple checking poor Shannon out from a generous position. Not like they would a woman. More like if she was some circus freak put on display for their amusement. From the corner of his eyes, Frank could see Shannon blushing profoundly. wishing the ground could just swallow her. "No? A shame. Have a nice day."

For the next half an hour, Shannon was dragged around from couple to couple with Frank asking the same question and the couples getting a full frontal from her over and over again. It was definitely not the highlight of her already shitty day. But she played her part with a fake smile. It was the best she could muster.

"I think I saw them on the eastern side, beyond Freyja's Garden." said a man after a long and careful examination of all of Shannon's bodily imperfections.

"That's great news. Thanks." said Frank as she led his 'wife' along. "See? That's how 'regular' people get information." he remarked with a chuckle.

"Well, there's no evidence he had said the truth." argued Shannon, unable to acknowlege that the good ol' asking around led to more results than her sneaky eavesdropping. "He may have mistaken them, or could have been covering for them or..." she tried reasoning.

"Well, at least we have a lead." shrugged Frank. "Come along, darling." and he led the huffy Shannon to the east.

Freyja's Garden was a beautiful place with flora imported from all the distant corners of the galaxy. There was a hedge maze further up the hill, but it was not their destination. They were just passing the Garden, heading further east. All the fountains and waterfalls gave Shannon the urge to pee, but she had decided it was just in her head. In any case, she was a big woman, she could hold it.

As they walked over a neat little wooden bridge, Shannon suddenly felt Frank jerk her arm upwards lifting her up in the air. Her feet were dangling as the taller man held her in the air. For a moment she thought Frank was trying to drop her into the shallow waters bellow, but his next act made it clear that was not the case. Oh, no. Frank sat her on the railing, hugged her body tightly to his and kissed the gobsmacked detective. As his swirling tongue entered her mouth, Shannon's eyes shot wide open. Frank still held her one hand, and his other hand was stroking her lower back, sliding down to cup her shapely buttocks. Her nipples were pressed against the man's broad chest. She tried to push him off of herself with her free hand, but that would have resulted in her falling off the bridge. Not that it would have caused anything beside her being drenched. Plus the tall, lean man was much stronger than Shannon had anticipated. She couldn't have escaped if she wanted to. I mean, she wanted to. Did she? She no longer knew. She found it hard to concentrate. Their kiss went on for a while. Longer than any Shannon had ever had before. Then it suddenly ended.

Frank suddenly broke the kiss, let go of her hand and stepped back. Shannon for a moment was too lost in the act to realise she was sitting on a railing with her legs spread, giving Frank an unobsctructed view of her open flower, with her little clitoris pointing at him expectantly. When she finally noticed her exposure, she immediately clenched her thighs together and hopped down to the bridge. She was embarrassed to notice her nipples were so erect they ached. Her otherwise pale skin took on a crimson colour. What was wrong with her?

"What... what the hell was that?" asked Shannon trying to gather her thoughts.

"Sorry... I-I saw Bo, one of Dee Dee's cohorts, coming this way." stammered Frank. "I needed an excuse to hide my face." he explained. "Otherwise she would have recognised me." he reasoned upon seeing Shannon's confused expression.

"Y-Your tongue... And you... you grabbed my ass."

"I... The heat of the moment." shrugged Frank with an awkward smile.

"Well... Don't let it happen again." said Shannon, trying to sound angry but was lost in a whirl of emotions, none of which seemed to be anger.

"It won't." promised Frank. "Bo went that way. Come on." he held out a hand for Shannon to grab.

As Shannon was reaching for his hand, she stopped. She had tried to avoid looking at Frank for the last hour or so - one of the reasons she had kept him by her side - but now her eyes darted from his hand to his crotch. And she could not look away. Or move. Or breath. Shannon had seen her fair share of penises, but the men of Urma 7 were on a completely different scale when it came to size. And that one was erect. Why? Was it erect because of her? Because of the kiss? Did she cause that to happen? How should she feel about that? Should she be angry? She she be proud? After an awkward moment of silence, she finally pointed at Frank's huge member pointing forward, "W-What is that?"

Frank looked down and just shrugged. "It happens sometimes." he said with a wry smile. "Not your fault, darling. Now, hurry." He grabbed Shannon's hand and led the shocked detective further to the east. After seeing Bo heading that direction, he knew the man before had been right to remember seeing offworlders there. They still needed to search the area, but it was easier than searching the entire beach.

'Not her fault'? Shannon kept thinking. Was that a compliment or an insult? It couldn't have happened by accident. Right at that moment. Then how was it 'not her fault'? It WAS her fault. Or more like, she had caused it to happen. She must have had. And what does that mean? She eventually managed to snap out of her trance, but she couldn't help glancing at Frank's member every once in a while. Of course, making sure he couldn't see. That kiss had been minutes ago, and his thick member was still bobbing about 10 inches ahead of its owner. "When will you... calm down?" she asked, trying to sound disinterested.

"I'm calm. Oh, you mean this? Don't know. Why? Does it bother you?" he smiled, playfully making his penis jump once Shannon glanced at it.

"I... No! I mean... It... Why would I..." she gibbered, unable to say anything coherent at the sight of it moving. "Yes!" she finally blurted out. "We can't just walk around like this. It draws too much attention to us. It's a public place. It's obscene."

"Then what about you? You are erect as well."

Shannon followed Frank's eyes down her chest and blushed at the truth of his statement. "I... That's beside the point! Yours is just too big."

"Thank you." smiled Frank at the unintentional compliment. "And what do you want me to do?" he asked, flashing his perfect teeth.

"Take care of it! Go in the maze, and... get rid of it. You know."

"I can't believe this..." sighed Frank as he started towards the maze. "Care to give me a hand?" he asked with a coy smile.

"What?!" asked Shannon taken aback. That's preposterous, she thought.

"Just kidding, darling." laughed Frank as he continued to the Maze. "Be right back."

Shannon just leaned on a nearby palm tree. For a moment she wondered what it would look like inside the maze. No, she was not interested in the maze itself but what was happening there. She wondered how it would look, but then quickly waved away those images. She was there on a mission. She hoped Frank would 'finish' soon. They had a job to do, after all. Though she may have felt a tiny bit of remorse for not 'covering' her new partner. She was the agent. Frank depended on her to complete their mission. He needed her. And maybe, just maybe, she needed him. His 'old school' asking around had led them in the right direction so far. And he had spotted Bo. Without Frank, she would still be eavesdropping near the entrance.

Then she saw her. Walking along an adjacent path was the leader of the Scourge of the Veil. Their target, Dee Dee, herself. Shannon would recognise those blonde pigtails and that juvenile face anywhere. She couldn't see much else in the crowd, but it was definitely her. Dee Dee didn't seem to have noticed anything suspicious. Shannon thought tracking her would be a smart move rather than scouring the entire east side later. But her partner was not there. He was inside the maze taking care of... business. If they had split up, would they find each other again? Or could she ran in and grab Frank before Dee Dee disappeared again? Or would they find her later if she waited for Frank to return?