Leave Twelve....she'll be Ok now.

Calvo placed his palm over one of the slim, crop-haired guard's perfect little tits, grinning slightly as the nipple stirred beneath his touch, ripening to firmness.

Twelve's heart beat slow and steady, and her breathing seemed fine. She moaned softly at his roush fingered touch.

"You'll be fine,gorgeous. And I should be gone...your blonde friend could be along any time...."

Rising to his feet, Calvo took a last look at the petite, dark haired guardswoman he had just fucked. Damn she looked good, sprawled there, naked, the dark V of her pubes a stark contrast to her pale, delicate skin. Pulling on his coarse shirt, pants, and battered boots, he ducked out of the cave, and back in to the cold wind of Tau-Ceti Two.

Once night fell, the temperature up here would drop steeply. He would simply freeze to **** in the open. Calvo would have to take a chance along the beach after all. With a tired shrug, he made his way down the rocky scree, his senses and nerves stretched taut for any sign of persuit.