Time to fly...

You slowly feel yourself come down, you think you've made the inside of this cramped room hotter and definitely way more humid. You push your post-orgasmic, bliss-filled, sister down and get up, pulling your underwear up along with you.

You have to hunch over to stand up, you wait for Rachel to leave; it takes a minute.

"Help me up," Rachel asks, after trying to remove herself from the tangled mess.

You help her, pushing aside one conduit and pulling her out; she stands up, pulling up her panties which begin to fill with your cum, which is leaking out of her. She is better able to stand up, barley bending over, she looks at you. Without words she kisses you, you both have to strain at the unnatural angle.

"Thanks," she says, slowly pulling away. "Shall we see if this thing works?" she exclaims excitedly.

You smile, "Yes."

You both leave trough the hatch, Rachel helping you up, into the cockpit of the ship.

"Yasmin!" you yell.

Yasmin enters the cockpit, she is wearing her hijab, tight pants, and shirt. She is breathing heavily; she seems hot, you wonder why she doesn't take any of her clothes off. You wonder what she has been up to, maybe you'll ask later?

"Can we turn back on the life-support now?" she asks, trying to fan herself.

"Looks like," you respond, concerned.

You enter the pilots' chair and turn the shuttle on. The engines successfully return to life, and you turn life-support on; the humid air in the shuttle begins to cool. You all cool down for just a second.

"Alright," you sit up, "Let's get this ship moving."

You pull back on the controls, the ship lurches backward, and clumsily pulls itself from the earth.

"Haha, we're off," you cheer.

"mashallah," Yasmin whispers.

"See, I knew she would work," Rachel adds, patting the console.

You feel the ship climbing over the tops of the trees.

"We better not fly any higher than we have to" Rachel adds, "just in case."

"Agreed" you add, turning the ship toward the base; it spins powerfully causing your neck to hurt.

"This thing appears a little jumpy," you laugh.

"Again, it's not my area of expertise," Rachel adds.

You push forward, heading off towards the base. You take it slow, Rachel had warned you it might explode; however, the thing still covers faster than you. In several minutes you pass over where the "grey" apes attacked you and Yasmin. You look down expecting to see something, yet right now it is only empty trees.

"Hopefully we don't see them again anytime soon," Yasmin comments.

"Yeah," you add, mind off in the distance; you look down at the stump of your arm.

You shake off the thought, refocus and turn the thing north, towards the lake, the thing lurches harshly again to the left.

"You OK?" Yasmin asks, clearly she saw you zone out.

"Yeah," you add, trying to forget the feelings.

"Aaron, you see any issues with the ship yet?" Rachel asks.

You look down at the console, it seems so be working fine, hull break, life-support critical; nothing you didn't know about. Just then, the screen goes black for a second, and the craft falls out of the sky, the underside creaks as it ruffles on the tree branches.

"Woah!" Yasmin yells next to you, she clutches her seat tightly.

"Sorry," you apologize.

"Keep it steady!" your sister yells, from your right, at you.

You pull it back up into the sky, the air is finally becoming cooler, you are getting a slight chill from the cold air mixing with your sweat.

"Nothing big, guess," you tell Rachel, "however, it seems to fall out of the sky occasionally."

"Haha, very funny," Rachel sticks her tongue out at you.

After several more minutes, you all begin to hear the roaring of the waterfall. Looking out the left of the window, you see the streaking blue and white of the falls; marking the mid-point of the flight.

"Wow," your sister exclaims, "it looks so much better this close."

Yasmin is also looking at the falls, she does so quietly.

"Halfway there now" you let the women know, it seems to draw Yasmin out of her trance.

"Great, I can't wait to talk to Haruka again," she says.

You finally turn the craft towards the colony, flying onward for a few more minutes, it may have taken nearly a day to reach on foot; it's only taken several minutes long to fly there.

You begin to set the shuttle down among several completely ruined structures within the colony, putting down the landing gear, the engines of the ship simply push the destroyed structures aside. Considering how jerky it was flying back, the landing was surprisingly gentle. You all exit your seats, ready to finally return to the colony.