Shopping.

Calvo and the two mercs wandered through the passageways of Port Morgan. The city was like no space station Calvo had seen before. It's ad hoc construction had created a labyrinthine maze of passageways and service tunnels interspersed with open areas formed from cargo holds and hanger decks. The whole complex was linked by airlocks and turbolift scavenged from the ships that had been butchered to build it. It's inhabitants fell into two catagories; the mercs,pirates and general criminal lowlifes for whom it was home and the slaves.

Sparks led the way to an area where shops and stalls had been set up, selling the plundered cargoes that the ptrates forays into civilised space brought in. Goods from all over the quadrant were being sold or traded. Sparks stopped at various shops, ordering items from the list that the chief had given him and arranging for them to be delivered to the shuttle.

They walked into a mall, where small businesses and vendors were crammed together noisily competing for trade.Sparks pointed out a shop where a gaudy neon sign advertised the services of Doc Kincaid, cybernetics and nanotech. A **** girl sat at a reception desk dressed in a skimpy parody of a nurse's uniform, Sparks conversed with her briefly.

"I'm going in to see the Doc." The engineer told Gypsy and Calvo. "I ain't gonna be long, I just gotta 'aggle the Doc down to a decent price. Don't go getting in any trouble while I'm gone."

The old man went inside, leaving Calvo and Gypsy alone. The pirate woman linked her arm through Calvo and grinned at him cheekily, batting her long eyelashes.

"Looks like your chaperone's deserted you Handsome." She giggled. "Don't worry I won't bite, unless you ask me to."

The pretty merc led him across the passageway to a shop selling body armour and leather goods. She browsed amongst the racks of clothing, occasionally holding an item up to her curvy body to assess it. Finding a studded leather corset she liked the dark haired woman shocked Calvo by stripping off the one she already wore in the middle of the shop and trying on the new garment. She turned to Calvo with her hands on her hips, smiling broadly.

"What do you think Handsome?" She asked. "Do you think it suits me?"

The new corset was more revealing than the last, it's top consisting of nothing more than thin strips of leather and decorative chains attached to a leather choker. The shiny black bodice was short, ending in reinforced half cups that pushed up Gypsy's bosoms but left them exposed. The piratess had dark red nipples from which hung golden rings similar to the ones that pierced her ears and nose. Gypsy's hands came up to her chest and she stroked her pierced nipples lightly with her long red nails. Calvo goggled at the shameless pirate's breasts, lost for a response as she flaunted herself brazenly in front of him. Gypsy moved in close, dropping a hand and cupping the stiff bulge in the front of Calvo's uniform. Calvo's cock was rigid and the curly haired merc whistled as she felt it's length and hardness.

"I guess that answers my question." Gypsy husked. "No need for words to see that you approve."

Gypsy abruptly turned and walked away to the trader running the store, leaving Calvo standing there with an aching erection and his mind spinning with confusion from the actions of the flirtatious mercenary. She bought the corset, trading her old one in part payment. Outside Sparks was waiting impatiently. Gypsy pirouetted in front of him to display her new purchase, her tits jiggling impudently.

"I reckoned it'd be 'ard for you to look more like an 'ore than you already did." The engineer remarked drily. "I was wrong."

A sudden thinning of the crowd around them alerted the three to danger. A group of men stood facing them in a loose semicircle with weapons drawn.

"Sparks, you welching old fart." One called out. "You gonna introduce your friends before we blow your fucking head off."