Bottled Up

      In the year 2030:


            "Do you think he disappeared on purpose?" Mrs Prescott had offered to
      show Brian a short cut through the lunar lanscape. "Selfish sod." Sydney
      had been waiting for Brian for months. "He looks down on us. Bit ashamed
      of this moon colony. Coming from Earth gives him big ideas." Sydney pursed her
      lips. "You surely don't think he's disappeared on purpose?" Mrs Prescott
      had a worried look. "You bet he did! The shortage of men makes him
      golden. Hell! I should sue the little prick for breach of contract." Sydney
      kicked off her favorite pink dress. She had made it especially for Brian.
      Now, she felt foolish in it.

            "You can't stand there in public topless in your panties!" Mrs Prescott
      picked up Sydney's pink dress and placed it back on her. "Who cares?!"
      Sydney waved around her hands at the bus platform. There were only women.
      Some strange gamma radiation had reduced the ratio of male births to rare if not
      impossible on the Moon. Mrs Prescott was a matchmaker for "Lonely Lunar Ladies".
      Earth born males had a higher ratio of male offspring. Sydney had two baby girls
      and wanted disperately to have a son.

            "Cheerio!" Brian announced hopping off the bus. Sydney squeeled with
      excitement and hugged him off of his feet. "Don't take off your space suit!"
      Mrs Prescott shouted. Brian was led to a "clean room" free of any gamma
      radiation the door was sealed shut with the two newly weds inside. "I'll take this
      off now?" Brian smiled. Sydney knodded an anxious yes. He was not wearing
      a stitch off clothing underneath. Sydney giggled and gazed hungly at his
      wagger. "So. I'm from Yorshire England and..." he could not finish. Sydney
      had flipped him onto the bed and was rutting on him. "Grrrrrrrrrrrr" she growled.
      "Ha! You Ausie girls don't waist time!" Brian folded his hands behind his head.
      She shrugged, "And you like it!" Sydney squeezed his hips between her thighs.
      She thought about the mechanical horse in the recreation center. It was very
      popular in the predominately female colony. Her girl friends were so jealous
      to hear about her Earthman...

            Brian gave a harty laugh, "I'm here with a television film unit." He pointed
      to the cameras in the ceiling. "What?" Sydney jumped back and landed on
      her butt. She wasn't thinking to clearly. She trembled and looked up a the red
      activation lights on the cameras. "This isn't funny! We have a legal contract!"
      Sydney shouted and orgasmed down her legs. "Ewwwww!" she grunted and
      tried to clean herself with napkins at the dining table. "Remember. This is all
      funded by the goverment. The media has a right to show how tax dollar are
      being spent." Brian guided her gently back to bed. Tears filled her eyes.
      "I-just-want-a-boy!" Sydney cried as she looked about at the cameras.
      Instictively, she grabbed Brian's wagger and thrust it back in her. She slowly
      began her pelvic thrusts, her head lowered so that her hair would cover her
      face. "I will kill you for this." she whispered to Brian. Brian smiled and flipped
      Sydney into the air. He had shut off the artificial gravity.

          Sydney flayed about the center of the room in midair. Brian had kept his
      magnetic boots on. Walking up the wall over the ceiling, he began a back
      end entry into Sydney. "I'll punch you!" she shouted. But, she could not gain
      enough leverage. Her pale slender Ausie body contorted and kicked with feet
      and fist of fury. "That's the spot! Right love?" Brian had coupled from behind
      and was spinning in her like a cork screw in her mound. "Ah! I'm going to throw up!"
      Sydney cried. She broke free and spun about to receive a face full of Brian's
      issue. "No!" Sydney cried desperately wiping the sperm off her face and
      shoving it inside her. Brian laughed.

          "You owe me!" Sydney shouted with hate. "Yes. That is part of the contract."
      Brian replied and walked over to a seat at the dinning table. Then, he turned on
      the gravity. Sydney dropped like a rock, bouncing off the bed and belly flopping
      infront the dining table. "Some O. J.?" Brian poured some orange juice for his
      bride. Seathing with hatred, she sat at the table, glaring at her English bow.
      "There's some of me dripping off your left ear dear." Brian offered his napkin.
      "I'll get it myself! Thankyou!" Sydney bit her tongue at him. "Shouldn't take long
      to refresh myself. Love this steak!" Brian smiled and took a bite. "Do you
      have any idea how important it is to colonize the Moon? The Earth's resources
      can't support the population." Sydney jabbed her fork into her salad.
      Brian smiled, "I work at the Parliament. Trust me there is no surplus population."
      Sydney felt a chill in Brian's words.


            "What do you mean?" she demanded. Brian stood up and turned off the gravity.
        Sydney screamed as her salad was tossed up in her face and hair. Before she
        could utter another word her mouth was full of Brian's wagger. She pulled back.
        "Don't come!" she gasped and clutched Brian, wrapping her legs about his hips.
        The coupling was successfull. "Oh, thank God." Sydney sighed. But, Brian
        was not finished. She let him have his way, tossing her about like a rag doll.
        "My girl friend were jealous of me. Now, they can play this video to torment me."
        she cried lying limp on the bed. "What did you mean, "no surplus population"?
        she asked softly. Brian turned an looked down on her, "we manage everything."
        Brian put his finger over Sydney's lips, "and that is all you need to know."
        He looked slowly up at the cameras without moving his head.
        Sydney pulled a cherry tomatoe out of her hair and bit it. She would have a son
        or she would kill Brian.



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