"Substitute Prostitute"

<Snip>"We're sick of people coming here, sick, perverted men just wanting sex, and then when we give it to them, our bosses take their cut, then when you've taken off Income Tax, National Insurance, Council Tax, and the special Fourth Base 'Leg Wax Tax', there's nothing left for us! It's not fair, not fair I tell you! We shag our lives away but don't paid enough. They'll pay! We'll make 'em!""And who are you again?" Rosette asked the manic Prostitute with the gun."We're SPASSM" She said."SPASSM?""It stands for Sexy Prostitutes Against Sex-Starved Males." She said. "And we're taking over this station. We're moving everyone to the centre of the station. Come with me."She pushed Rufus in the direction she wanted them to go. He nervously obliged, along with Rosette and Efof. </snip>"So... why are you taking us?  We don't work here, and we've never been to Fourth Base before today..." Rosette said, then realised what she'd actually said.  "I mean... this station."It took a moment before Rufus and Efof noticed what she'd said, and glanced over to see her going a bit red."That's why we need hostages.  They won't send in armed security if we have hostages." The prostitute replied.A plan began to form in Rosette's mind.  "So... are we allowed to know the name of our captor?" she asked, wondering if she'd get a comedy name.  She could hear a security ID badge clicking against her leather and rubber outfit."Ginger." she replied.  What a boring and stereotypical name, Rosette thought."Surely if you're fighting against your oppressors, you should wear something a little more sensible?" she asked again, hoping to annoy her into making a mistake.  It was obvious that at least this one had no real training in holding a weapon, or how to escort prisoners."Shut up! No more talking!" Ginger said, and moved to hit Rosette on the head with her pistol.  Rosette grinned as she heard the telltale signs of her movement - a shifting of feet, and a change in voice tone that suggested her arms were moving.Stepping to the side, and back quickly, Ginger's arm fell on Rosette's shoulder, just as her stomach was elbowed at the same time, and her gun was wrenched from her hand by the four arms of Efof.Shortly after, Ginger went flying over Rosette's head, and landed on her back on the hard metal ground, unconcious."Right, now where are we?" Rosette asked, looking around.  Rufus and Efof looked around, until Efof noticed the sign.  "It says Habitat ring!" he called out."That's perfect.  You two stand guard out here, I'll be back in.... a few minutes." she said, grabbing hold of the unconcious prostitute, and dragging her into a room, the security easily broken by the young scientific mind that was Rufus.A few minutes later, a sexily dressed Rosette, covered in enough makeup to make her look like Ginger did stepped out, wearing the rubber and leather outfit."Eww.. this thing is horrible." she said, not noticing as Rufus turned red and looked away, closely followed by Efof as he thought it was the right thing to do."Efof, the gun?" she asked, then began to lead them the same way that Ginger had done.  Now though, Ginger was all tied up in a random room...<tag peoples>Not got a Hotmail account? Sign-up now - Free