What a week, I knew my season was coming but I've never had one hit so hard in my life. Milton was amazing every step of the way, omigod I can't feel my hips. Even though he, being human, isn't equipped to perform as often as a felinoid he made up for it wonderfully with endurance and imagination. Oh wow, does he ever know how to use a... nevermind.

Oh well, we went through that Sex for Dummies book cover to cover three times and I give Milton an A+.

We found not only one Starfleet member lost on the mirror world but almost fifty in a strange edifice in the city of Las Vegas. I'm not certain what they were doing but it appeared that they were building an edifice that may have been to signal home. I wonder if they were responsible for the wormhole? I will ask Commander t'Resan as soon as she is in the mood. Commander t'Resan in the mood. Right. There's irony.

Anyway, we're on our way to a planet known as Cid to investigate a ship that went missing almost a century ago, or was it longer? I don't remember. I'm still in such and afterglow and Tarra is just beginning to go into season. She's in no shape to go on an away mission like that, I know I wouldn't be. I had to relieve Captain Lee due to stress and sent the both of them on a fishing trip. Perhaps that might work out for the both of them, I like Captain Lee and would love to have him in the family. Good hunting dear sister. Successful or not I'm certain our Milton will be able to accommodate your needs as easily as he looked after mine.