Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newshosting.com!nx01.iad01.newshosting.com!yellow.newsread.com!news-toy.newsread.com!netaxs.com!newsread.com!POSTED.newshog.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: "Allison Kulp" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW DS9: The Rise of Rom (title challenge; R,B) Rated PG13 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 55 Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2004 12:55:14 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: newshog.newsread.com 1094475314 209.198.142.218 (Mon, 06 Sep 2004 08:55:14 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2004 08:55:14 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:83821 X-Received-Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2004 05:55:36 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: The Rise of Rom Author: cardassianfire Contact: cardassianfire at yahoo Series: DS9 Codes: R, B Rating: PG13 Note: For title challenge "Yes, Rom, how can I help you today?" Bashir put down his padd filled with calculations of the latest viral strain growth. "Ummm...sorry to pull you away from your work." "Think nothing of it. I've been working on these for hours. I need a distraction." "I...have a...problem." "What sort? Back sprain, eye strain, nanocarbon burns?" "More personal." Julian sighed. "So, do you want to see a counselor?" "No,no! Ummm...between me and Leeta." Rom waved his hands frantically. "Well, she doesn't like really new things. The trapeze was a bad idea, as were the latex and fur body casings, not to mention...", his eyes starting roll upwards. "Don't." "What?" "Don't mention it. I don't want to know." "Ah. Well what is the problem, then Rom?" "We have a problem. In the bedroom. With me." "Ah." Rom stammered with excitement. "I did go to my brother first, and I bought some sure fire cures he had just gotten in, and I tried several of them." Julian regarded him, trying very hard to appear serious. "And, may I ask, what were the results?" "Umm." Rom looked at his feet. "Ummm...with one, it turned...it several different colors, another one gave me big oozing lumps, another one shrunk it a little.." "Shrunk it?" The doctor looked amazed. "And he wouldn't give me a refund for any of them," he said indignantly. "Well, try this." He pushed several buttons on the replicator. "Benzotristararate. It usually works. It might give you a slight lobe-ache, but if it does, come see me, not your brother." Rom looked gleeful. "Just a lobe ache?" "And if it does, come see me. And Rom?" "Yes?' "Never try sturulien fruit on Leeta. It seems like it might works, believe me, it doesn't." "What does it do?" "Trust me, you don't want to know." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: