NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
Robin Lawrie
NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
Date:
Sat, 24 Apr 1999 00:19:59 +1000
From:
"Robin Lawrie" <rob...@s054.aone.net.au>
To:
"ascem" <as...@earthlink.net>
(see after story for explanation of TupperTrek Universe)
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The Embers of Desire
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By Mrs Robina "Bubbles" Lawrience
rob...@s054.aone.net.au
www.home.aone.net.au/what4
Apr, 1999
VOY, C/P,C/Tu, [NC17], TupperTrek Universe.
My friend asked me to post this as recompense for erring in
the minor details of some angst ridden P/C missive. She
obviously has no idea about how True Love functions in the
trek universe.
Summary: Two men, in love. But lust and desire are burning
just beneath the ordinary lives of our loving couple.
Disclaimer: Star Trek, Star Trek Voyager, and the characters
in this story are the property of Paramount.
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"Welcome home, big guy." Tom leaned up to land a kiss on
the warm dark cheek of his beloved. Their hands entwined as
the kiss continued, then Chakotay placed his large hands on
either side of Tom's face and held him there.
"Hmm, you taste nice. Is dinner ready?" Chakotay grunted, as
he finally pushed Tom away, and plopped down on the lounge,
reaching for the TV remote.
"Well, not quite. I was waiting until you came home. Is there
anything special I can make you?" Tom busied himself, trying
to tidy up their already tidy quarters. It was his day off after all.
What else could he possibly want to do but make his man
happy?
"Nup. Whatever. It always tastes the same anyway."
"I know, my sweet. But there's only so many ways to stretch a
leola root." Tom winked flirtatiously, but Chakotay was already
flicking through the channels, looking for diversion. Since
Harry Kim had given them the television as an engagement
present, Tom had indulged his passion for the 20th century,
and programmed it full of sitcoms and game shows. Chakotay
scratched his nuts contentedly as he settled for a re run of The
Beverly Hillbillies. He liked unwinding from a busy day
shuffling duty rosters and nodding to the Captain, by letting a
few hours of mind numbing banality flow over him. So what if
his pants were getting tighter round the arse. After all this
time, you'd expect the material to shrink a little.
"Get us a beer love."
"Just a tick Chakkers, while I organise some dip for the girls."
"What? What girls?" Chakotay frowned, using his other
expression.
"*The Girls*. Don't tell me you've forgotten. The Tupperware
Party is on tonight, remember?" Tom waved a tray load of
small squares of cheese pierced through with a toothpick
securing a red or green pickled bit of leola root on top. Tom
placed the tray on the coffee table, just so, and stood with his
hands on his hips. "I told you on Monday, that it was my turn
to host it. Besides, the hostess gift this month is the stackable
freezer set with the 'See-Thru' lids. B'Elanna is so green about
it!"
"Hmf. Well fuck that." Chakotay grunted and hauled himself to
standing. "I'm going to Tuvok's."
The big man slouched to the door, without a backward glance
at his husband. Tom's lip trembled. How quickly the time had
passed since the deliriously happy days when they'd first
moved in together. Those nights spent staring endlessly into
each others eyes, two hearts beating as one, two bodies so
perfect, fitting together like a finger in a ring. A wedding ring in
this case, after a ceremony that had made the whole crew cry.
But now the memory was a dim ember in Chakotay's cold
hearth. And stoking that ember into a flickering flame took all
the puff Tom could manage. He'd blow his hardest, and keep
on blowing, because despite everything, his one true love
meant the world to him. And he knew, even without Chakotay
saying a single word, that his Mr Snuggle Bear loved him
back.
"Oh Chakkers. I love you so much." Tom whispered at the
closed door, as one tiny tear made its way down his cheek.
***********
And on the other side of the ship, in darker quarters, lit only by
ritual candles and the heat of passion, a dark man groaned
and thrust his hips forward, pushing his thick veined member
into the waiting mouth of his kneeling love slave. He pumped
his passion's cream into the eager throat, clutching at the
sweaty face at his groin.
"Oh yes! Oh yes! I love you. I love you so much!" he cried.
The large kneeling man finished his task and licked the last
drop of salty dribble from the softening member at his lips. His
eyes looked up at the thin but well muscled Vulcan standing
unclothed above him. His heart melted and he was thankful to
be kneeling, because his legs felt a little bit wobbly right now.
His eyes were clouded by tears of ecstasy. His Vulcan love
puppy reached a thin but firm hand down, and caressed his
head fondly.
"Oh Tuvok. I love you. I love you so much," he whispered up
to him.
"Conversation is far too clumsy for us. I will share your
thoughts as I meld with you."
"Yes. Yes. Meld with me."
Chakotay took the hard Vulcan shaft between his full fleshy
lips once more, and slid his mouth down the turgid rod. He felt
fingers press against his temple, as a strange but familiar
presence entered his mind, and the cold embers of his heart
were stirred once more into the fires of lust and desire.
************
Back in Tom and Chakotay's quarters, two men knelt amid the
scattered plastic containers of the hostess gift freezer set with
the 'See-Thru' lids. Tom grasped the other man's hand as they
talked and talked and talked. In a way, Tom needed a friend
like Harry he could cuddle up with and share confidences.
". . .but he loves me! I know that now and I guess I've always
known that."
"I know Tom. Although there are times when I wish you
weren't so, I don't know, naive maybe." Harry Kim rubbed
Tom's hand and gave it a little squeeze.
"Naive? In what way, Harry?"
"Well," Harry shifted uncomfortably. "Don't you ever wonder
why he spends all that time with Tuvok?"
"Tuvok? They're just good friends, Harry. They share an
interest in spiritual things. Far too complex for me to worry my
head about." Tom smiled at his friend. Yet again he had to
correct the young ensign. He was used to providing guidance
to the boy, and looked on him as a young man who had a long
way to go in life.
"Yeah. Right. Spiritual things." Harry mumbled. He dropped
Tom's hand. "Well it's getting late. Are you ok to clean up
here?"
"Sure. No problem. I want to get it back to normal before
Chakkers comes home. He doesn't like it when it's messy and
he appreciates it so much when our place looks tidy. I know it
just makes him love me more."
"Um, Tom?" Harry paused, going out the door, then shook his
head. "Nah. Don't worry about it. See you tomorrow."
As the door closed behind the ensign, Tom shook his head
and frowned. For a moment a thin sliver of doubt had lodged
deep in his breast. And, like a seed planted in the springtime
in the fertile soil of his heart, watered by the cool rains of
concern and warmed by the warm rays of loneliness, the seed
sprouted into the tree of uncertainty and hopelessness.
"Oh god!" cried Tom into the empty quarters. "Harry is right!
Chakotay is having an affair with Tuvok!"
His damp fists curled into balls against his legs, legs that
shook like two columns crumbling under the weight of his
despair. But rather than crumble, and give in to the pressing
grip around his heart, Tom bit his lip and thought. There must
be a way to win him back, to make him feel the desire he once
had and to reclaim the true love that they had shared. He
remembered back to happier days, and suddenly, he had a
plan.
**********
The door swooshed open and Chakotay stumbled in. He was
very tired, his hair rumpled, his chin dark with stubble.
"Lights!" he called to the room.
As the lights came up, he stood rooted to the spot, his eyes
drinking in the sight laid out before him.
"Hello Chakkers."
"Shit! Tom!"
"Remember this?"
The sandy haired pilot was lying on the lounge facing the
doorway. He stretched a long leg towards his husband, shifting
the material that covered it further up his well muscled thigh.
The white satin slid and clung to the lightly furred muscle, and
made a little whooshing noise as it bunched and gathered
under Tom's fist.
Chakotay grinned and rubbed a hand over his crotch. "Oh
yeah. I remember that."
Tom's gown was low cut at the front to reveal his curved pecs
and the sprinkling of chest hair. The thin straps looped over
his hard shoulders, one strap dropping off seductively. Long
white satin gloves encased his delicate pilot's fingers, and
ended just above his elbow. The thin sheath of the dress clung
to his every curve, and the outline of his manhood pressed
upwards against the smooth cloth. A small dark damp spot
appeared at the apex of this bump, as he thought about the
effect his appearance was having on his lover.
"It's my wedding dress, Chakkers. You like it?"
Chakotay stroked the growing bulge in his pants, and licked
his lips. "Oh yeah. I like it. And all wrapped up for me."
"Oh kiss me now and say you love me. I need to feel your
strong arms about me. I want you Chakotay."
"Oh Tom!"
In two quick strides he was by Tom's side, gathering him up in
his arms, and devouring his lips with kisses. Their tongues
played games between their lips, and their swollen love
swords pressed and rubbed together. Chakotay broke off the
kiss and pushed Tom to the floor.
"On your back, boy. I need to fill you with my love."
"Take me. Take me hard."
Chakotay ripped the flimsy fabric covering Tom's private
place, and pushed his thighs far apart with his large sweaty
hands. He freed his huge erection from the confines of his
Starfleet pants and pointed it at Tom's centre. So great was
his desire that in one quick thrust he plunged his heated
pleasure rod into Tom.
"Oh yes, that feels so good. I love you Chakotay!"
"Tom, Tom. . ." he repeated, over and over again. He thrust
again and again into Tom's tight puckered opening, feeling the
muscles of his love canal spasm and grasp at his thick meaty
pole. For hours, the two lovers consummated their happiness,
until finally Chakotay shot his load of red hot man juice deep
into Tom's waiting depths, just as Tom's blue veined shaft
pumped thick sticky trails of jism all over his well muscled
stomach.
The two lovers collapsed next to each other on the floor, with
Tom curled safely in Chakotay's arms. Tom snuggled his
head against his husband's neck and sighed.
"You do love me, don't you Chakkers?"
"Yeah, yeah," he sighed before rolling over and closing his
eyes in sleep.
Tom looked down on his lover, adoring him, loving him, and
knowing that he held him in a special place in his heart. The
embers of their passion had ignited and the flame burned
even more brightly.
Just like it should.
**************
**************
Explanation of TupperTrek, courtesy of Kaki:
Basically TupperTrek is K/S (although it could be any pair) where the
guys are written as "cute little housewifeys" or, well, folks who might
get excited throwing a Tupperware party. The current round of parodies
of this awful type of story included my "A Printfan's Nightmare" and a
bunch of others (I have no brain for titles).
Don't know if that makes sense.
Judith coined the phrase TupperTrek and it has caught on among many of
us - it is "soooo perfect"
Kathleen
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Sat, 24 Apr 1999 00:18:25 -0700 (PDT)
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Re: NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
To:
Robin Lawrie <rob...@s054.aone.net.au>
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--- Robin Lawrie wrote:
He liked unwinding from a busy
> day
> shuffling duty rosters and nodding to the Captain,
> by letting a
> few hours of mind numbing banality flow over .
Robin, you are sooooo.... something. Something
totally tupper. You're tupper. You're a happy
girl,aren't you? You've made me very, very ill, but I
love it.
"Oh Chakkers. I love you so much." Tom whispered at
> the
> closed door, as one tiny tear made its way down his
> cheek.
chakkers. Chakeers? I can't (splutter) I don't like
this universe and Now I Know Why!!!! (sorry, Britta)
I had a lot more insertions <g> in mind but my browser
truncated them. darn. gosh. I just have to say this
is my favourite yet tupper universe, and my are't you
a cute thing....
Rae
>
> ***********
>
>
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Re: NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
Sun, 25 Apr 1999 01:43:47 GMT
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In article <alexas-ya02408000...@news.earthlink.net>,
"Robin Lawrie" <rob...@s054.aone.net.au> wrote:
> NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
Now *that's* Freaky Shit! LMAO! I'm beginning to believe that Tuppertrek is
a disease much like Deconstruction -- once you've encountered it, you will be
assimilated. What a pity it's spread to another quadrant. Bwahahaha!
Now, there's a whole list of things in this that make my skin crawl, like "Mr
Snuggle Bear", "Chakkers", "swollen love rod", and "red hot man juice". Euuk!
But this:
> As the door closed behind the ensign, Tom shook his head
> and frowned. For a moment a thin sliver of doubt had lodged
> deep in his breast. And, like a seed planted in the springtime
> in the fertile soil of his heart, watered by the cool rains of
> concern and warmed by the warm rays of loneliness, the seed
> sprouted into the tree of uncertainty and hopelessness.
takes the Bulwer-Lytton Prize (ST Division) for florid fancy. Kudos! You are
baaaad.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to run screaming... uh, what have you done
with the exit?
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Robin Lawrie
Subject:
Re: NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
Date:
Rae,
>Robin, you are sooooo.... something. Something
>totally tupper. You're tupper. You're a happy
>girl,aren't you? You've made me very, very ill, but I
>love it.
>
Cool! Gee, someone who appreciates my sadistic streak <g>. And yet, IRL I'm so
*not* Tupper. I am the Anti-Tupper!
>"Oh Chakkers. I love you so much." Tom whispered at
>> the
>> closed door, as one tiny tear made its way down his
>> cheek.
>
>chakkers. Chakeers? I can't (splutter) I don't like
>this universe and Now I Know Why!!!! (sorry, Britta)
>
Uh oh. You mean there's already a "Chakkers"? <mightily embarrassed and
running for cover> Honest, Mrs Cleaver. It was like that when I found it.
>I had a lot more insertions <g> in mind but my browser
>truncated them. darn. gosh. I just have to say this
>is my favourite yet tupper universe, and my are't you
>a cute thing....
>
<bobs a curtsy, finger under chin> Why thank you, Ma'am. Would you care for an
ice tea with that? Some fresh slice? I made it myself. If'n I weren't so gosh
darned busy these days, what with the vacuuming and the ironing and the
sweeping and the dusting and the. . .EEEKK!!!!
<sounds of struggle, breaking glass, diverse alarums>
FUCK! Where'd the *hell* that bitch come from? Wildcat's not wrong about this
bloody TupperTrek Universe. It sucks you right in, and not in a good way. It's
hard to escape from the clutches of "Robina "Bubbles" Lawrience" once you get
the hang of it. Damn, but I gotta finish that hurty Spock story.
Robin
(Must drink beer. Must lift weights)
Suzanna K. Long
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Robin:
This is absolutely hysterical! ROFL.
suzie
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Robin Lawrie wrote:
> The sandy haired pilot was lying on the lounge facing the
> doorway. He stretched a long leg towards his husband, shifting
> the material that covered it further up his well muscled thigh.
> The white satin slid and clung to the lightly furred muscle, and
> made a little whooshing noise as it bunched and gathered
> under Tom's fist.
Oh, that Tom! We could all learn a lesson about pleasing our man from
him.
I must say, however, that I'm concerned for poor Chakkers! Could it be
possible that he truly loves both Tuvok and his darling Tom? Oh, Robina
Bubbles! You *must* write a sequel and let us know how he solves his
horrible dilemma! It just goes to show that sometimes the course of
true love does not run true.
Tiffany Ashley-Violet Wildvulcanlovecat
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Robin Lawrie
Re: NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
Date:
Fizzbin writes:
>Now *that's* Freaky Shit! LMAO! I'm beginning to believe that Tuppertrek is
>a disease much like Deconstruction -- once you've encountered it, you will be
>assimilated. What a pity it's spread to another quadrant. Bwahahaha!
>
There wasn't anyone in the TNG crew I would do the Tupper thing to. Sure
there's Riker and Troi, but I think I've tortured Riker enough lately
(although Pam would probably disagree there <g>). Maybe Geordi and Data
though. . . <g>
>Now, there's a whole list of things in this that make my skin crawl, like "Mr
>Snuggle Bear", "Chakkers", "swollen love rod", and "red hot man juice".
Euuk!
Yeah, I can be a right cruel bitch at times <g>. But gosh, it's just so fun!
>But this:
>
>> As the door closed behind the ensign, Tom shook his head
>> and frowned. For a moment a thin sliver of doubt had lodged
>> deep in his breast. And, like a seed planted in the springtime
>> in the fertile soil of his heart, watered by the cool rains of
>> concern and warmed by the warm rays of loneliness, the seed
>> sprouted into the tree of uncertainty and hopelessness.
>
>takes the Bulwer-Lytton Prize (ST Division) for florid fancy. Kudos! You
are
>baaaad.
I dunno. I read one yesterday that would probably steal this award in a lay
down misere.
>Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to run screaming... uh, what have you done
>with the exit?
MUHAHAHAHAHA! There *is* no escape! You are trapped in the plastic world of
TupperTrek! Banished to the kitchen to make dip out of sour cream and powdered
Campbells French onion soup mix! Forced to forever move furniture and dust
beneath it! Make harrassing phone calls to your friends inviting them to a
presentation of a "business opportunity" selling Amway dealerships! Cursed,
FOREVER! MUHAHAHAHAHA!
. . . oops. Too much chocolate cake at lunchtime for me, I think.
Robin
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In article <3722af39...@news.watervalley.net>,
as...@earthlink.net wrote:
> Date:
> Sat, 24 Apr 1999 00:18:25 -0700 (PDT)
> From:
> Rae Trail <rae_...@yahoo.com>
> Subject:
> Re: NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
> To:
> Robin Lawrie <rob...@s054.aone.net.au>
> Cc:
> as...@earthlink.net
>
> --- Robin Lawrie wrote:
> He liked unwinding from a busy
> > day
> > shuffling duty rosters and nodding to the Captain,
> > by letting a
> > few hours of mind numbing banality flow over .
>
> Robin, you are sooooo.... something. Something
> totally tupper. You're tupper. You're a happy
> girl,aren't you? You've made me very, very ill, but I
> love it.
>
> "Oh Chakkers. I love you so much." Tom whispered at
> > the
> > closed door, as one tiny tear made its way down his
> > cheek.
>
> chakkers. Chakeers? I can't (splutter) I don't like
> this universe and Now I Know Why!!!! (sorry, Britta)
I do not understand this reference.
What do I have to do with this story? Or this universe?
Please tell me.
Britta, scratching her head
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Re: NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
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>From: Kaki <ka...@ipass.net>
>Waring - spoiters!!!
>*
>*
>*
>*
>*
>*
>*
>*
>*
>*
>*
>Oh Bubbles, thank you ever so much. you have unlocked the true nature of
>the boys. It has been so trying reading all these stories where they are
>just, oh, so macho. Now we can feel their true selves.
>
>I just loved seeing Harry holding Tom's hand, such a good friend he is.
>
>And how else but a sexy dress to spur a man's interest. I'm sure all will
>be well now.
>
>Angelica (I'm just tooo tired of plain old Kathleen)
>
Dear Angelica,
The Tom Paris Chapter of the TupperTrek Continuum is pleased and delighted
with the response this little vignette has received. As you can well
appreciate, there are far too few Tom stories that show our man As He Really
Is. He can cry and he can pilot a starship, and he can look after his man's
needs. What's the problem here? Who needs all that conflict and angst, when
all that's really required is True Love and a long arousing "naughty" scene. I
think about the words of that fine song, you probably know of it;
"I love you, You love me..."
by some happy fellow in a purple dinosaur suit. Such an adorable character,
dontcha think?
Robina "Bubbles" Lawrience
Fizzbin
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On Sun, 25 Apr 1999 15:39:03 Robin Lawrie wrote:
>MUHAHAHAHAHA! There *is* no escape! You are trapped in the plastic world of
>TupperTrek! Banished to the kitchen to make dip out of sour cream and powdered
>Campbells French onion soup mix! Forced to forever move furniture and dust
>beneath it! Make harrassing phone calls to your friends inviting them to a
>presentation of a "business opportunity" selling Amway dealerships! Cursed,
>FOREVER! MUHAHAHAHAHA!
The Horror! The Horror! Wait a minute... do I get to wear a French Maid
outfit?! Naw, on second thought, forget it. Somethings are just *too*
perverse.
Now, Geordi and Data...hmmmm. Go for it! Introduce them to the dark side of
the emotion chip -- make Data redecorate! With lots of crying! Yeah!
BTW, there's no such thing as "too much chocolate", just like you can never hurt
Riker *too* much. ;-D
---
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Robin, Robin, Robin! You're a genius, you know that? A tip of the see-through
plastic lid to you, O Goddess of TupperTrek.
You know you're in the Tupper Trek universe when:
>Tom waved a tray load of
>small squares of cheese pierced through with a toothpick
>securing a red or green pickled bit of leola root on top.
There is actually a zine story in which Kirk makes little pineapple thingies on
toothpicks for his beloved bondmate.
But. *But.* BUT--There is just one thing you need to understand about the
TupperTrek universe. No one *ever,* EVER *actually* is unfaithful to his true
love. It is, like, a natural law of the TupperTrek universe, like gravity or
something. People get close, but this irresistable force pulls them back.
In the TupperTrek universe, the eternal triangle results in only two possible
scenarios:
(1) Tempted But Just Can't Do It. In this scenario, one of the two guys has a
little spat with his love, or is feeling unappreciated or whatever. A seductive
love-bundle crosses his path, and he is sorely tempted. But at the last minute,
he Just Can't. He runs back to his true love posthaste, vowing never to leave
his side again.
In your story, you could have Chakkers fantasize about this:
>pushing his thick veined member
>into the waiting mouth of his kneeling love slave. He pumped
>his passion's cream into the eager throat, clutching at the
>sweaty face at his groin.
Only to run screaming back to Tom, in disbelief that he could actually even
think of such a thing! (No pun intended.)
(2) The Misunderstanding. This is very popular in TupperTrek. One of the lovers
THINKS the other guy is getting it on with someone else. Suspicion mounts,
becomes all-consuming, unbearable, is seemingly confirmed at every turn. Ya
gotta wonder how two guys who supposedly communicate in a mind-meld could have
so many misunderstanding. But OF COURSE they are never true.
So, in your story, you could have poor Tom crying his big blue eyes out because
he THINKS Chakkers is seeing Tuvok on the sly. But, it turns out they are only
comparing spirit god and Vulcan deities, not their prized members.
By the way, did you ever find your lids? They are no longer on my living room
floor, so I thought they might have returned to you.
Judith
Mary Ellen Curtin
"Mary Ellen Curtin" <mecu...@alumni.Princeton.EDU>
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Dear Judith: you horrified me by saying:
>There is actually a zine story in which Kirk makes little pineapple
thingies on
>toothpicks for his beloved bondmate.
It was a joke, right? Leslie Fish in one of her more scathingly
satiric moments, right? RIGHT?
Just for hysterical porpoises: Which zine? Which year?
stunned,
Mary Ellen
Doctor Science, MA
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Good Book of the Day:
"A Fire in the Deep," by Vernor Vinge
Pamela
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>Date: Mon, 26 Apr 1999 22:22:33 -0400
>From: "Robin Lawrie"
>Subject: Re: NEW:Embers Of Desire, VOY, C/P, C/Tu, [NC17] TupperTrek, 1/1
>Date: Sun, 25 Apr 1999 15:39:03 +1000
>From: "Robin Lawrie" <rob...@s054.aone.net.au>
>To: "Fizzbin" <fiz...@my-dejanews.com>, "ascem" <as...@earthlink.net>
>There wasn't anyone in the TNG crew I would do the Tupper thing to. Sure
there's >Riker and Troi, but I think I've tortured
Riker enough lately(although Pam would >probably disagree there <g>). Maybe
Geordi and Data though. . . <g>
Oooh Robin,
You made my heart go pitter patter. The sweet thought of Riker being
tortured in the TupperTrek Universe. But then the thought
of Riker being tortured anywhere is sweet! <VBG>
Ya know, Robin, maybe he could 'help' you torture Data and Geordi? Hmmm?
Pam
Off to read that new Riker/Yar story that Greywolf was ranting about.
Life is good.
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Judygran
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Mary Ellen wrote,
>Dear Judith: you horrified me by saying:
>>There is actually a zine story in which Kirk makes little pineapple
>thingies on
>>toothpicks for his beloved bondmate.
>
>It was a joke, right? Leslie Fish in one of her more scathingly
>satiric moments, right? RIGHT?
Wrong. WRONG. It is not a joke. Unfortunately, I can't remember the name of the
zine or the story. It appeared sometime in the early 1980s, in one of the many
very forgettable zines I borrowed from friends during that era.
Also not a joke: the stories in which Kirk and Spock change the sheets after
every "time."
Judith