ROGER'S FABULOUS VOYAGES, PART 2, CHAPTER 2. (standard:humor, 972 words) [2/12] show all parts
Author: Danny Zil	Added: Jun 11 2012	Views/Reads: 2075/1441	Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Roger gets captured on the way to New Earth and taken to a planet called Uhuruland.

TWO 

“Oh Roger darling, I have missed you so much!” Amanda purred. “Me and my
big firm curvy breasts!” She unbuttoned her blouse, removed it and 
jutted the aforementioned items forwards. 

Lying on the bed, Roger grinned. He stared at Amanda's big firm curvy
breasts nestling in the twin hammocks of her silky black bra. “Bring 
them over to Daddy!” he commanded. 

Amanda smiled seductively. She slipped out of her short skirt, sashayed
over and straddled him on the bed. She unhooked her bra and her big 
firm curvy breasts dangled invitingly above him. 

Roger reached up and cupped them. Or rather, he cupped the two balloons
which Boy Paddy was dangling over him on his extendable arm. 

“I've brought them over to Daddy!” Boy Paddy muttered and sniggered as
Roger's balloon groping started to become more, shall we say, 
enthusiastic. 

“Dirty boy!” Boy Paddy reprimanded as his sensors detected a tent-like
structure which was beginning to appear at the front of Roger's dark 
blue Pilot's trousers. 

Roger's groping intensified. The tent grew taller. 

“Any second now!” Boy Paddy muttered gleefully. 

Roger groped Amanda's big firm curvy balloons harder and BANG!! The two
balloons burst!! Boy Paddy instantly retracted his extendable arm. 

Roger yelped, opened his eyes and sat up quickly. “I've just had this
very strange dream,” he announced. He rubbed his eyes and stood up. 

“Obviously about Amanda,” Boy Paddy remarked. “Could you kindly desist
from tenting in my presence?” 

Roger frowned. “Did you say, tenting? What d'you mean by that?” 

“Look down.” 

Roger glanced down and saw the give-away tent-like bulge at the front of
his trousers, the structure having been erected by the recent fondling 
of Amanda's balloons. He flushed and covered the tent with his hands. 

“Hey you cats on dat Ship!” a distinctly coloured chap's voice announced
over the bridge. “Reduce speed! We has you surrounded!” 

Roger frowned. “Cats?” he said. “What cats?” He looked round. “There
aren't any cats on the Ship, are there?” 

“Correct, Captain White,” Boy Paddy told him. “There are definitely no
cats aboard.” “So what was that chap talking about?” Roger asked then 
his frown deepened. “Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Why didn't you warn 
me about this other Ship?” 

“Ah yes, I tried to warn you but--” 

“Will you cats shut the fuck up an lissen!?” the voice cut in. 

“Right, I'll handle this!” Roger announced firmly. 

“Carry on, Daddy,” muttered Boy Paddy. 

“Establish communications with the other Ship,” Roger instructed. 

“Communications open,” Boy Paddy told him. 

“Good. Ah hello other Ship, this is Fleet Captain Roger White, whom am I
addressing please?” 

“Cut the crap an lissen, whitey!” the voice from the other Ship said.
“We has you surrounded, so doan't fuck around!” 



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