Deep space - the outer regions of the known universe... Beneath thedome of the floating space station, USS Authroroastantoast the atmosphere is charged with excitement.Surrounded by the hydroponic gardens, the tallest tower of the Galaxian Staterooms reaches toward the stars. Inside, the three hostesses, Mary, Sharon and Lyn are almost tripping over each other in their anxiety to look their best for their latest visitor, the lovely Princess Emma Lai, who is expected at any moment. Cuddles and Junior, in their little space uniforms, run round and round excitedly, getting under everyone's feet.
'First Officer' Oliver, has scoured the four corners of the Universe for the most delectable of delicacies for the feast, including chocolate mindblowers from the constellation Lush, chocolate creme wedges from the planet Temta-Shon,
chocolate love deserts, from Indul Gens, and exotic fruits and savouries from secret sources around the galaxy. With his own hands he has prepared a chocolate delight cake, light as an alien whisper and concocted with every kind of chocolate known to humanoids. (The Princess is just a little partial to chocolate!)
He's also been busy chopping and mashing baby carrots and sweet peas for the young Prince. The baby will be arriving with a nursemaid on another ship since Princess Emma has a prior engagement and doesn't want him to be stressed by too much travelling in hyper-space.
Mary, in a strapless blue gown of rare Andromedan silk twirls around thrusting out her enhanced chest. Ooops! Something's popped out! Luckily Oliver is busy setting out glasses of frothy green Venusian liquer or he would not have known where to look! Lyn issues a command to the replicator, extracts a long piece of narrow blue ribbon and quickly fastens it, halterneck style, to the top of Mary's bodice, which she hoicks up as high as she can. "You need more than anti-grav and a bit of silk to keep those covered, dear," she whispers, winking wickedly at Sharon.Sharon, in a fantastic rose pink gown with a waterfall of froth and frills at the back, turns and wiggles her ample posterior. "Does my bum look big in this?"
Lyn and Mary grab each other for support, giggling hysterically behind Sharon's back. "Course not, sweetie, why in the Universe would you think that!"
They wipe the tears of laughter from their eyes. "Good job she has all those layers of lace to hide her bubble butt!" Mary says, in a stage whisper. Sharon turns round, and flashes a look like laser fire at the two giggling morons, but then a red alert blinks above their heads.
"Incoming message," Lyn gasps, and rushes through the specially decorated archway to the computer deck. clutching the full skirts of her beautiful purple dress to avoid tripping over her tiny feet. "Oh no, it appears Princess Emma Lai has been captured by aliens, on route to her party! We need to rescue her - come on girls - and Oliver!
Swiftly they all board one of the attack vessels and head off at the speed of light to the coordinates given by the computer. They board the alien ship, taking them by surprise. Mary points her laser gun at them, thrusting out her chest. They gawp at it in amazement, (they're a bit shocked by the lazer gun too). While Sharon wiggles her hips and bends over, blocking out the light, Lyn takes advantage of the situation to call to Princess Emma. She kicks out at a huge alien in her way and he falls flat on his face. (Nothing can stand up to Lyn's feet.) Emma wriggles out of her captor's clutches, grabs his blaster from his belt and hits him over the head. Oliver flexes his biceps, then rattles off a round with his stungun, before the other aliens can retaliate, and they quickly exit the ship and head back for the space station.
Once under the dome, the three hostesses hug Princess Emma Lai, who looks stunning and completely calm after her ordeal, in a regal deep wine colored gown of heavy brocade. They escort her inside the State Building and Oliver hands her a glass of green liquer, before commanding the computer to relay a message to all the known inhabited worlds.
Ladies, gentlemen and otherlings, we are proud to present our very special guest today, Emma Lai. Sit back and relax and hear all about her wonderful romance, 'His Ship, Her Fantasy.' The station is open to visitors and to win a copy of her book, answer this question - How many aliens does it take to change a light globe?
Blurb for His Ship, Her Fantasy:
Ellie Woods is in love…with a ship. When an argument with the ship results in a bump on the head, she finds herself in the strong arms of Alastair. But, who is he, and where did he come from? Alastair has loved Ellie from afar for years, but duty has kept him from revealing himself to her. When a grave threat reveals his true identity, he hopes that Ellie will choose reality over fantasy.
Excerpt: She fought to stay aware by focusing her gaze on the intriguing cleft in her rescuer’s chin. After a few moments, she tried to tilt her head back to get a look at the rest of his face, but the action made her dizzy once again. She gave up with a sigh and relaxed against his firm, broad chest. She shrugged. Chances were she would not recognize him anyway. Over two hundred people served on the ship. She knew the dozen or so engineers who worked the first and third rotations and maybe another dozen crewmates by sight, others who worked the same rotation and happened to eat their meals in solitary silence at the same time she did. She would guess from the fact that he had to ask her name that he was not any of those two dozen individuals. Maybe she should not have told him her real name. At least that way, when he talked about finding a woman helpless in the bowels of the ship, no one would have known who it was. Yeah, right, whom was she trying to fool? She was the sole person assigned duty to this area during fourth rotation. Her breath caught, and she stiffened in his arms. Who was he, and what was he doing in a restricted area? “Relax,” he said. “Who are you?” She tried to sit up in his arms, determined to get a look at him and an answer to her question. He lifted her higher in his arms, which wedged her head between his head and shoulder and prevented her from getting a good look at his face. “Alastair.” His warm breath fluttered against her forehead and cheek.
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Bio: Emma likes nothing more than a challenge. First,she tackled the male-dominated field of engineering. Next, she expanded her understanding of the world by studying international relations. Finally, her husband dared her to use her experience and knowledge and devote herself to writing. She accepted his challenge and has been writing ever since. She has found writing keeps her sane. Her characters demand their stories be told and nag her incessantly until she complies. The characters are very insistent about her remaining faithful to their individual adventures. As a result, Emma writes a range of genres and levels of heat. She never knows what the next set of characters will demand!