EPISODE XIII - YOU CAN PICK YOU FRIENDS AND YOU CAN PICK YOUR NOSE
Meanwhile, back at sick bay, Dr. Egan and Lt. Schrader had just been interrupted...
Egan's hand drew back as the sickbay door slid open. Though shocked by the doctor's seeming transformation, the incident was completely forgotten as Schrader beheld the vision of loveliness entering the room.
Her large blue eyes returned his gaze as he drank in her beauty. Rich, blonde hair fell teasingly around her exceedingly attractive, heart shaped face, accentuating her high cheekbones and full, pouting mouth.
Her 'Barbie-esque' figure lent new dimensions to the generally unremarkable, Space Fleet uniform as she strolled by the now gaping Lieutenant.
"Ahhh, Nurse Yahbo", Egan said returning to his previous doddering state of ineptness, "so nice to see you."
"Doctor", she acknowledged. "Is this another one of your experiments?"
"Ah...no, no", Egan replied hastily, "This is Lt. Slater. His planet exploded or some sort of thing, but he checks out fine. So, on your way, young man.", he added, struggling to push
the Lieutenant through the doorway.
"Nice to meet you, Lieutenant.", Nurse Yahbo said warmly, the corner of her beautiful mouth twisting up slightly in an inviting smile.
"You too, ma'am.", Schrader replied, flashing his most charming smile as the door slid shut in his face.
He sighed considering the voluptuous nurse, as he sulked through the empty corridor. He was confident he could find his way back to the docking bay, but was more interested in renewing his conversation with
the legendary crew of the USS Escort. Specifically, Commander Reed, Lt. Scott, and perhaps even the infamous Mr. Schultz.
