A "sluggish" thief

They were on a planet with a city filled with Casinos. The “workday” hadn't started. Arma seemed pissed as Sue walked with her and Huss to the bridge of the ship. Zarn followed Sue like a puppy. They had been spending a lot of time, shopping, at dinners. He was her protector. She was in the white skirt and top, with dark eye-liner and black lipstick. Her hair was again spiked and ready for “work”.

Sue saw Sluggo sitting in the captain's chair. “What is this about?”

“Huss has made an accusation of thievery,” Arma looked at the group of people. She began hitting buttons on a console, “and I think we found the culprit.”

The video feed came on, and it was clearly Sluggo in the locker room. He was picking the locks and stealing the money.

“You son of a bitch!” Zarn pulled out a blaster.

Arma stopped him, “Wait, that's not what we're here for. He has committed crimes yes, but there is another that needs to be exposed!”

The feed continued and Arma fast-forwarded an hour. The image of Sue, smoking a spice stick came on, she was stumbling, and looking around. She then went to Huss's locker and began entering the

combination. They watched in shock as Sue stole from Huss. The lizard woman was right.

“You fucking cow!” Huss lept at her. The two began to wrestle.

“STOP! There is more,” Arma pointed to the screen, Huss stopped and looked up, the video of the hallway came on and it clearly showed Sue stumbling down to Sluggo's room, she entered the room, and the camera picked up in the pig's room. It showed Sue deposit Huss's money, and then another wad from her other hand, in Sluggo's crup pile.

“Where is the other money coming from?” Huss looked back and forth from Sue to Arma.

“It's her own,” Arma turned to Sue. “I told you about trouble-makers!”

Zarn grabbed her hand, “Tell them this is all a lie!”

They all looked at Sue. An uncomfortable silence loomed. Finally, Susan Storm-Richards exploded on them. “FUCK YOU ALL! YOU BRING ME HERE AND MAKE ME A WHORE! I AM NO WHORE AND I WILL NOT LET YOU BE MY PIMP!” She spat at Arma. Days in the zone had truly been working on her mood. The negative energy was welling inside her. She hated this place and these people.

“Seize her,” Arma instructed her robot guards, Sue struggled, but was overpowered.

Arma grabbed the flute like wand and held it to the collar. “You're getting what you deserve, or maybe what you want Sucks!” She said it with such disappointment. Arma turned to Sluggo and showed him the readout. “She's all yours now. You own her. Neither of you will continue on this ship!”

Sue was escorted by the droids, and pushed down the ramp. Chirp wouldn't even watch and left. The other girls all began to hiss and berate her. “Sluggo's whore!” They called.

The Invisible Woman held her head high and actually gave them all the finger. She was not allowed to get her money, or clothes. The only outfit was the one on her. She waited as Sluggo picked up his things and exited the ship.

“Suki,” Zarn called to her, “I thought....why did you...”

“Did you really think I was in LOVE with you. I was using you. I won't spend another moment on that ship!” She turned and sauntered into the crowd. “And that is NOT my name!”

Sluggo turned to Zarn, Arma and the girls, and spoke, mostly to Zarn, “Don't worry, I'll take REAL good care of her!”

Susan walked with a bit of relief. She was finally off that ship. Fuck them. Fuck them all. She was not their whore. Somewhere inside her she knew this was a bad idea, but to her it seemed right at the moment. She could feel the stalky pig-man behind her leering. She stopped short, in the middle of a crowd. “Did you at least get some money?”

“I did,” he chortled, “and some spice babe, don't worry! Now we can go back to my planet and get down to...”

Sue turned, “Negative.” She reached down and pulled out a huge wad of crup from her boots. She had stolen so much more, even from Arma. “Listen, I'm going to be in this place for a year. But I will not go back to some SWILL hole. At least not yet.” She handed him the money. “There,” she pointed to a high-rise casino. “You better be as good as you say you are, “master”” she accentuated the word sarcastically. She began to walk slowly swaying her hips in front of him. “You are about to get some of the best pussy in this god-forsaken universe or ANY universe. I better be squealing!”

Sue had made this decision in the days after Arma told her to do something depraved. If she was going to be here a year, she was going to get fucked. And it was going to be good.