Posted Nov. 20, 2019, 12:59 a.m. by Ensign Reia Shandy (CIO) (Catt Bennett)
Reia had walked out of Dagen’s quarters a very happy woman. She had enjoyed herself thoroughly and could tell he had as well. She walked quickly through the corridors in an oversized shirt, designed for a Trill male, and a denim miniskirt that hugged her curves nicely. Reia was used to getting looks wherever she went but these were different. People would look her way and then avert their gaze as soon as they registered what they might be seeing. Reia had come to the point in her life where she didn’t care very much about those types of looks.
Stepping into her quarters she peeled off the shirt and lit her vanilla candle intending to enjoy the rest of her morning off but her thoughts returned to Dagen and the night they had just shared. Glancing down, she noticed finger marks fading from her left wrist. Smiling, she remembered how she had gotten them.
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