Nami took a slow, deep breath in and out, relieved to see nothing out of place. She unfastened her short coat and let it slide off her shoulders, slipping her small blaster from its hidden holster as she did so. She pushed the blaster down into the bottom of her medical bag, among the more sophisticated tools and instruments there, where she hoped its compact profile and weak power cell would not be easily detected.
With one more glance at the door to make sure it stayed closed, she pulled down the zip of her bodysuit from its half-way position. As tightly as the suit hugged her body, she had to twist and bend her body to peel it off so that she stood naked and panting in the apparent privacy of her quarters, breathless with fear and shameful excitement. A light sheen of sweat covered her smooth blue skin.
She ducked into the shower, feeling a burst of relief at the sensation of the hot water on her shivering body. She wished she had time to scrub herself until the feeling of dirtiness left by Thassco’s touch was completely gone, but she’d been lucky to get any reprieve, and she needed to make other preparations. She did the best she could in a hurry, head tilted back to catch the cascade of water before it ran down the curves of her body, wondering if she would ever feel clean again after what might happen later.
As she dried herself off, a sudden thought gripped her: of Thassco waiting just outside for her to emerge – catching her completely defenceless. Icy fingers touched her spine at the thought, even as she felt a flutter of unwanted warmth in her lower belly. But there was no way out. Naked, and clean just for the moment, she exited the shower to get dressed.
(Ok, I'm back! I hope this is good, I broke off there in case there is any interruption)
