Lifestyles in Space

Lifestyles in space may alter significantly because encounters will be infrequent due to low population densities. I tried to portray this in the first book of my science fiction trilogy. Here is a chapter from Nu Book 1 – The Esss Advance where we see an example.

In this sample, I have italicized the change in lifestyle section for emphasis.


 

Chapter 38 – Party on the Shuttle Endeavour

 

The week at Rickover was just starting for Sted. Jessica had agreed to accompany him to the Lockheed Aerospace post-flight party on his second night after arriving. When they made their appearance on the shuttle, they were greeted warmly by their Lockheed hosts and then introduced to the principal staff members on board. From all of the conversations, it was clear to Sted that they were still trying to recruit him away from AMC.

The lavish party was being held in the grand ballroom aboard the Endeavour. The operative word was “grand.” The room had to be over 100 meters long and fifty meters wide with a domed ceiling at least twenty meters over their heads. At one end of the room was a stage with a ten-piece dance band. In front of the dance band was a thirty-meter square parquet wood dance floor. Around the dance floor were several dozen tables for guests. Because the shuttle was docked to the shipyard and spinning around at the end of the shuttle docking arm, everyone felt normal in the artificial gravity, allowing them to dance like they were back on the moon.

“Jessica, I have not danced since I got these new legs, but I would love to try dancing with you anyway. I hope you will excuse me if I flub a few steps,” Sted said as he held out his hand and then guided her onto the dance floor.

“From everything I’ve seen in the last two days, I don’t think you’ll have too many problems,” Jessica replied. She gave Sted one of her brightest smiles as she followed him out to the center of the dance floor. Then she melted into his arms for a dance she would never forget. Their bodies seemed to fit together like hand and glove, and she didn’t want the dance to end.

 

Sted was a little out of breath at the end of the dance, and he knew it wasn’t from the exertion of dancing. It was from the almost chemical reaction his body was having to both the scent and feel of Jessica’s body so close to his.

After that first dance, the sexual tension between the two was obvious to most of those attending the party. They could not seem to look anywhere else but into each other’s eyes.

After the party, they went back to the AMC suite reserved for Sted, where they spent the rest of the night getting to know each other on a more intimate basis. Sted had been worried the whole evening that Jessica would be put off by his abbreviated natural body with attached prosthetics once they were alone together. As it turned out, he had nothing to fear. Encounters out in the belt tended to be short but torrid. You did not have time to play games that could stretch over months or years. If you felt an attraction, you had to grab on right away to see if it might actually be something that had the promise of a future. If you passed on that first opportunity, you might never see the person again.

For Sted, this was his first intimate encounter with a woman since the accident, and his body was more than ready to satisfy its need for procreative activity. That body had been sending strong messages since the moment he had popped out of the hatch and seen Jessica in the reception area.

 

Jessica was swept up not only by Sted’s physical presence but also by his entire history. When she first met him, she had to be very careful not to reveal how she was truly feeling. That is, until she blushed after seeing his enthralled smile back in the corridor outside of the AMC offices. Unbeknownst to her, that smile and her blush had sealed their fate.

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Tuesdays of Texture | Week 18 of 2017

It is a beautiful spring morning in North Carolina. I took my camera outside to capture several images with texture and found this small spring shoot of leaves on the trunk of an older sweet gum tree. The softness of the leaf surface contrasts nicely with the roughness of the gray bark.

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You can find other entries in the weekly challenges by following the link to Narami’s blog De Monte Y Mar and scrolling down through the comments.

Sunday Trees – 284 – Old San Juan

This tree was located in a small park just off of the pier where our cruise ship, the ms Koningsdam, was docked. I had to snap a couple of photos for my regular Sunday Trees posts.

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Thanks go out to Becca Givens who has been hosting this challenge every week for over five years. You can follow this link to her blog ‘On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea‘ to see her entry for the week. Then scroll down to the comments section to see all of the tree photos from the many participants.