Subject: [Lemon] Project A-ko The College Years Ch3a
From: Michael Andrew Coughlan
Date: 7/14/1996, 5:28 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

well here is Chapter 3a...3b will follow.   I hope you enjoy this chapter
After doing the editting...i realized how much i enjoyied writing it...so 
here it is.....
Soun_Tendo_2@wow.com


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CHAPTER 3a: 
 "Don't write when you are suffering from Food Poisoning?"
(Greg Yu'll like this one!)
	Out in the vast reaches of space.  Just entering the system of 
Alpha Cygni, the alien fleet, that just recently (two years ago) left 
earth, came to a screeching halt.   
	"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE PRINCESS ISN'T ON 
BOARD??"  a beautiful blonde woman (with extremely large 
breasts) shouted at a young red headed girl.  Raising her hand back 
ready to slap the scared girl.
	"I'm sorry Major Liza, b-but she was on board when we left."  
The girl shielded herself as the blow struck and she was slammed 
into the cold steel wall of the alien ship.  "Please...I've obeyed my 
orders, sir.  Infact, the queen herself was with Princess C-ko when 
our ship launched." the girl managed to weep. 
	"Hmph...it would appear that you're right.  I may have over 
reacted.  Let me offer my most 'sincere' apology"  On that note the 
blonde amazon grabbed the red headed girl by her shoulders and 
kissed her sensuously on the lips. "I've always had a thing for red 
heads."   Liza licks the small trail of blood that is running down the 
girl's chin.
	"Um...Major, I don't beleve that this is proper...ACK?!?"  The 
girl stoped herself in mid-sentence as she realized that her superior 
officer just used her extaordinary strength to tear away the front of 
her uniform.  Liza then began to run kisses down the girl's neck 
stopping at her small soft breasts.  Bringing her hands into play she 
cuped the girl's breasts a kneaded them together with such force the 
girl let out an mild moan half pleasure, half pain.  "Please...more..."
	"So you want more of my `attentions'.  Let's go somewhere 
more...private."
Glancing to her left she noticed an airlock with a transport shuttle 
docked.  "In here."  Liza led the dazed girl into the airlock and 
locked the door with her personal access code.  Quickly, she turned 
back to the girl.  Standing behind the girl, Liza brought her hands up 
to cup and knead the girl's breasts once again.  With the door shut 
the girl was free to let out the sounds her lust was generating.  Loud 
moans echoed in the hatchway.  
	Liza roughly grabbed the rest of the tatered uniform that was 
loosely hanging on the girl's slender frame and torn it from her body.  
Leaving the young soldier standing before her, naked.  Liza stood 
back and pulled off her own jumpsuit.  The girls eyes widened to see 
that the Major's breasts stood straight out from her chest appearing to 
defy gravity.  In a flash, Liza snatched the girl up and pulled the girl's 
mouth to her waiting breast.  With all her desire she began to suck 
and kiss Liza's erect nipple.  Letting her tongue run around her dark 
areola.  Liza let out a short gasp to let the girl know that she was 
doing well.  
	Believing that the time was right to move on, Liza brought 
her hands down between the girl,s legs and inserted one of her long 
fingers.  She gently began to work the girl's clit with her thumb.  The 
girl began to cry out in exquisite pleasure as Liza worked harder and 
harder at the girl's pussy.   The girl's hips pushing into Liza's 
thrusting hand.  Within seconds the girl let out a deafening cry and 
numbly fell into Liza's arms.  
	"What did you do to me?  I...I never felt like that before."  
The girl questioned.
	"Oh. That.  It's just a little thing I picked up here and there.  I 
can make anyone cum in seconds with just a little manipultion.  I 
hope that was a sufficent apology, Private.  Now I really must get 
going."  Liza stated with a wicked smile on her face.
	"Huh?  Where are you going, Liza...I mean, Major?"  the girl 
slurred, almost falling asleep.
	"Why back to that backwater planet Earth to get the Princess, 
of course," Liza said, as she was opening the door to the shuttle.  
	"I'll go inform the queen of your depature...", the girl 
metioned as she tried to stand even though the lower half of her body 
was numb from her brief encounter with the Major.  
	_Damn, can't let the little bitch tell the queen, Liza thought.  
This might be my last chance to get promoted to 'Her Majesty's 
Secret Service'._  "Oh.  Not to worry private, I'll inform her myself 
after I launch."
	"If you insist Major, but it is against policy to do so."  The 
girl beamed as if she were proud of herself for knowing the ships 
rules backward and forward.  "Good hunting, Major."  With a salute, 
she turned to leave only to remember that the Major used her own 
personal code.  Major Liza either had to give her the code or open 
the door herself.  The Private turned only to stare at the Major's face 
on the otherside of the shuttle's hatch.  She smiled as she waved for 
the Major to open the door for her.  Her smile turned to suprise when 
Major Liza turned and began to type in the code to release the 
docking clamps to the shuttle.  As the Major was about to press the 
last digit to the code, she turned and blew a kiss to the speechless 
girl.  And as she pressed the last button, and the shuttle pulled away 
from the mammoth space ship,  the girl's body was pulled into the 
vaccum of space as she tried to scream but only sucked vaccum.
	_AH.  Well, that takes care of that.  I couldn't risk her telling 
anyone that I was leaving.  There are to many glory hounds on that 
ship.  Pity though, she could have made a decent officer_, Liza 
thought to herself.  Liza quickly sat in the pilot's seat and adjusted 
her safety harness and began to power up the craft.  "Oh well...you 
know I really do have a thing for red heads...can't stand'em.  
HAHAHAHAHA...!" Liza shouts as she activated the thrusters of the 
ship and shot out of sight.
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	Class regestration day at Gravitron University and 
Undergraduate College.  Today is the day hundreds of student fight 
over classes that in just a few short weeks, will wish they hadn't 
signed up for.  Among these are A-ko Magami and her best friend C-
ko Kotobuki.  
	"Shit, there goes another one," A-ko said, as she just jumped 
into the line of the last class on her list.  "I don't believe this, every 
class that I wanted to take, closed.  This sucks!"
	"Oh, don't worry, A-ko," C-ko commented. "At least we got 
into Miss Ayumi's American-English class.  And you got into that 
Gym class you wanted.  It'll be so much fun!  Just like high school!  
And A-ko, we still have my list."  C-ko opened her litlle pink purse 
and produced a slip of paper and gave it to her best friend.
	"Um...sure."  A-ko tooks the paper, hesitating slightly.  Upon 
opening the note  A-ko's eyes bulged out.  "I can't take these classes.  
There's not point to it.  All of them have to do with cooking of some 
kind.  Not that `you' couldn't use the lessons, but I don't want to be a 
cook..." A-ko begins to trail off with things that are wrong with the 
list of classes.  Until.
	"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!  A-KO, YOUR SO MEAN!  
WAAAAAAAAAA!!"
C-ko babbles out between her cries.
	"What wrong, C-ko?  I'm sorry, it's just that...well...Okay. 
Okay, we'll take your classes.  Yesh."  A-ko says holding her hands 
up in the air.  
	"WHEE!  We'll have such fun.  And look!  What a 
coincidence, all the booths that are left, are the classes that I want.  
YAY!",  C-ko cheered, grabbing A-ko in a tight embrace and 
brought her hands down around A-ko's firm ass for a gentle squeeze. 
	"Eepp!"  A-ko blurted out in a squeeky voice.  "Hey! Cut that 
out."  A-ko quickly pushed C-ko away.  A-ko stood before C-ko with 
her hands on her slim hips.  
	"Silly.  Lets go!"  C-ko shouted, as she grabed A-ko's hand 
and pulled her into the nearest line.
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	"What's happening?  Did you lose her?  So help ye if'n ye 'ave 
lost her, yu'll be sorry," a young man stood at the base of the tree in 
which his best friend is hung onto for his life.
	"Um, nothing really. Um..Myles?  Can you help me down?"  
Craig pleads, his legs dangling in the air.  
	"Oh, yeah, sure."  With a bit of a struggle, Myles helped 
Craig out of the tree only to grip him by his collar.  "Now what did 
ye see?  Did ye get a list of her classes?  What was she wearing?  Did 
her socks match?  What about her teeth?  Did it look like she 
brushed her teeth this morning? ...WELL?"  Myles raves like a 
madman.
	"Myles your beginning to scare even me.  But yeah, I got her 
classes for you."  Craig said while handing Myles a piece of paper.  
Myles in turn, snatched the sheet and begans to drool.
	"Imagine, these are the classes she'll be in this semester.  
With this list, I kin be close to her all semester long.  Thank ye 
God!"  Myles shouts to the heavens. Arms outstretched
	"Oh yeah. No thanks to me, I suppose.  By the way, I saw 
something that may be of interest," Craig says, with a slightly 
worried look on his face.  "Um...you might want to sit down for 
this."
	Taking his friend's advice, Myles walked over to a bench and 
took a seat.  "Okay.  Here it goes.  I saw A-ko hug someone."  Craig 
stated, then stood back, awaiting his friend's response.  No response.  
Myles just sits there no expression what so ever.  Suddenly.(Damn 
word again)
	Myles pulled a rital suicide knife out from nowhere and 
positioned it in front of his stomach.  "A-ko, how have I wronged ye?  
I must pay for whatever I've done."  Craig immediately snatched the 
knife from Myles hands, who simply ends up slamming his hands 
into his own stomach.  Knocking the wind out of him.
	"Yesh,  would you calm down.   It was only her roommate 
for crying out loud,"  Craig said, while looking in disbelief at his 
friend, then averting his attention to the knife, while making slashing 
jesters at an invisable foe.
	"Oh," Myles wheezed.  "Well then, let's go register."  Myles, 
regaining his composure, stands up, passed Craig and walked 
confidently toward the remaining booths.
	_It's a good thing I didn't tell Myles about how I saw that 
girl's roommate squeeze her ass.  He probably would have started 
acting strange_, thought Craig as he turned to follow his friend.  
Only to walk straight into some girl with blue hair.  Knocking them 
both to the ground.  Craig on top.
	"Watch where your going, you low born peasent." B-ko said, 
throwing Craig off of her.  B-ko stood up and snapped her fingers.  
Several girls with brushes appear from nowhere and cleaned the dirt 
off of B-ko's bussiness suit. 
	After sitting up, Craig finally laid his eyes on one of the most 
beautiful women he has ever seen.  "Whoa..." Craig gasps.
	"Ah.  Your obviously a scholar and an American, no less.  
Well, I would love to stay and let you worship me, but I really must 
go and torment a little nusance named A-ko."
	B-ko walked away only to turn back to one of the girls.  
"Mari,  would you teach this person a lesson.  Do what ever you 
want with him."
	Craig heard the sound of knuckes cracking and turned only to 
see the girl (or as close as someone like Mari can be) who was 
responsible for throwing him and Myles out a window. 
	Mari smiled and licks her lips and said, "You will be mine." 
As Mari reaches for Craig.  
	"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"  and Craig bolted faster than anyone 
has bolted before.