The two princesses were on the bridge as the spiral entrance at the end of the hollow moon opened to allow the great ship to leave Deimos Station. From the outside, the entrance was camouflaged to look like a huge crater deforming the entire symmetry of the tiny moon.

In fact, unlike New Eden, Deimos wasn’t really round at all. It had been made to look like an asteroid, like their long abandoned, failed, first attempt to create a base station – the now defunct Phobos Project. Construction had almost been completed when an actual asteroid had struck the project, caving in one entire side of the station and causing the loss of over a hundred lives as its internal atmosphere vented into empty space.

‘We’re on our way to Earth!’ Béla thought excitedly to Beth.

She watched the spiraling entrance slowly, slowly open, displaying a confusion of spinning stars beyond. Then she realized that the great ship had matched its ‘at rest’ motion with the spinning motion of the tiny artificial moon that surrounded them. Otherwise, the ship would appear to be spinning haphazardly as the inner surfaces of the little moon spun around it, making it dangerous for anyone trying to board or load supplies.

Béla and Beth felt the ‘secure to quarters’ call and both held on to the support bars that surrounded each personnel station on the bridge. A moment later, the great ship surged forward through the round gap in the surface of Deimos and into the spinning universe beyond.

Béla lost her balance for a moment while the great ship corrected its spin so that it was once again oriented to the rest of the solar system. She grasped the support railing tightly, as did her sister, as the huge pink and brown planet beyond finally stopped traveling from one view screen to the next and stopped in the upper right view screen.

After two more course corrections, the great ship was orbiting the sun independently of Mars, spiraling gradually inward to meet the earth, currently about a third of the way around the sun behind them. In slightly more than three months, the earth would catch up to the great ship as it dropped through Earth’s orbit on its way to the sun.

Béla and Beth kept radiating their excitement to each other, overjoyed to FINALLY be on the last leg of their journey. They both knew their excitement would soon fade; three months in space with nothing to do was still a long time.

‘Who says we don’t have anything to do?’ Beth whispered into her sister’s mind.

‘What? Are you horny already?’ Béla chastised her sister. ‘Or should I say, ‘Again’?’

‘Still! Not already, not again, but still! And always!’ Beth insisted, informing her older sister that she hadn’t stopped being horny since their wonderful session yesterday when she let Béla use her for target practice while getting used to handling firearms, again. She, like Béla a hundred years earlier, let herself be ‘shot full of holes’ by her sister – for real this time and not just dreamwalking. She loved it. Of course, she knew she would. And there were still several guns and lots of ammunition to use up before they got to earth.

‘And if we do run out of ammo,’ Béla chirped in, ‘we still have a couple boxes of ‘poppers’.’

‘Poppers’ were what Béla had begun calling those delightful little dynamite caps her sister used for blowing up her insides.

Now, Béla was horny, too. The princesses excused themselves from the bridge. As soon as they were out the door, they both teleported to the arborium, where they kept their lethal goodies.

‘My turn this time,’ Beth claimed.

Although she was incredibly horny, herself, and loved to be perforated by the deadly little toys, she wanted to repay her sister for the fun she’d had the day before.

‘Okay,’ Béla chimed.

Her clothing vanished and reappeared over a box, dropping down in an unfolded pile. She stood, naked, waiting for her sister to decide what weapon to use on her and where she was going to use it. The guns were pretty much all the same, so it didn’t matter much what Beth picked up.

Beth choose a large caliber automatic pistol. Béla didn’t know what caliber it was, but the barrel was really huge. Her belly tightened in anticipation of being violated by that monster. She stood, unable to hold still, her hips slowly moving from side to side as she tried to control the itching between her legs.