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A MASSAGE? Spock, you? With Chapel?
Nurse Chapel is an excellent masseuse.
But, how do you block out her thoughts? I'm sure she had plenty with you there naked.
She had plenty of thoughts, Captain, all of them professional.
All?
Well, most of them were professional.
Aha!
The others were concern that you and I overtaxed ourselves, running this whole ship alone while the crew 'slept off' the affects of the theragin derivative.
But, Spock, how could you pass up the opportunity?
What opportunity?
You. Chapel. You naked. Chapel, well, Chapel.
Really, Captain. You should have more faith in your crew. They are very capable of rising to the occasion when the need warrants. Nurse Chapel is a consummate professional.
Consummate, right. She probably wanted to consummate something right then and there.
Captain!
She probably didn't need to oil your back for lubrication. She probably just used her drool.
Jim!
Rising to the occasion. I'll bet you were hard pressed not to rise to the occasion yourself.
That is quite enough.
Ah! Methinks the Vulcan doth protest too much.
If that is all, sir…
We could have, no we SHOULD have been on leave, Spock. We could have had a great time on Argelius, but no. You had to play the martyr and said, 'I only need sleep.'
I only DID need sleep. And a massage.
Well, you could have had a great massage on Argelius. The women there could have massaged any part you wanted, any way you wanted, for as long as you wanted.
I had that here.
So you admit it!
To deny it would be illogical.
So you and Chapel DID do some mutual massaging!
We did not. Christine released the spasms in my back and feet. That is all.
Oh, so it's Christine now, is it? How long has this been going on? You dirty dog. I should have known…
Captain, how do human males, how do YOU endure it?
Endure what, Spock?
This constant state of . . . pon farr.
So I'm a healthy human male that needs release every now and then. What's so bad about that?
You seem to put constant effort into achieving this 'release' that I am curious as to how you get anything accomplished.
I, ah, uh . . .
I see. Well, captain, I am finished with the sauna and will head for bed. Perhaps some vigorous laps in the pool will help you expend some of your excess energy.
Laps. MY lap could use some attention. Stop shaking your head at me, Spock.
Goodnight, Captain. Sweet dreams.
Argh!
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