They stand silently against the near wall, hands on their phasers. Janice is strapped to a gurney, twilighted but not unconscious, and her eyes roll towards Kirk and fix on him. He holds her stare for as long as he can before he looks away. He flashes half a sideways glance at Kirk, who is carefully keeping his eyes trained away from the cot. He rarely raises his voice and he carries himself with all the quiet restraint of a stalking predator, and both of these qualities go a long way towards heading off trouble before it starts.
She threatened the Captain and the senior officers of this ship. He glances up at the operations console, to which Spock has absented himself during the brief exchange, and from which he watches with hooded eyes and an unreadable expression.
He steps quickly up onto the transporter pad and Spock falls in beside him without a word. Spock and I will beam down initially and signal when the Starbase is ready to receive our medical party. Energize, Mr. As the beam takes hold, Kirk notices that Dr. He lifts his eyes and stares at the wall as it dissolves in front of him. The air crackles with leashed energy and the lighting is low by the console where the welcoming party waits.
The CO steps forward, smiling widely with her hands outstretched, and Kirk fixes an answering grin across his face and steps forward to meet her. He extricates himself from one half of the embrace to gesture back towards the transporter pad, where Spock has found something fascinating to stare at on the ceiling. He steps forward. She and I were at the Academy together. Spock acknowledges it with a terse nod and mirrors the gesture.
Your reputation precedes you. That earns her another nod and a stone-faced mask of purest Vulcan implacability. But she recovers well. Valiantly, she nods over to Spock. If her smile falters for just a second, she covers it quickly, and Kirk plasters a smooth grin across his face to distract from the ice monster to his left. Kirk braces himself.
A middle-aged Saurian in science blues steps forward. I will be supervising Dr. We are ready to receive the patient. He glances up at Spock and sees that he is already reaching for his communicator.
The Captain strides rapidly towards the door as soon as the beam releases him, and his parting words are a brusque injunction to Spock to take the con and report to him in his quarters for their lunchtime appointment. Spock briefly glances at Dr. McCoy, whose eyes are fixed on the figure disappearing down the corridor. The idea had occurred to Spock even before they beamed back up from the Starbase, but he dismissed it uneasily.
Even if he had the words, he doubts they would be welcome. Sometimes Kirk just needs to be alone. He expects an explosion of Georgian acrimony and has partially shielded against it, and so the soft puff of air comes as something of a surprise. How much of a problem it was became clear when he glanced up at the Captain as he was leaving the bridge this morning and realized how much the past few days have cost him. Even in the face of some very shaky controls. The command chair is largely decorative this morning, and there is nothing to be gained from telling Sulu or Chekov their jobs during routine maneuvers.
Vulcan and Human standards of aesthetic attraction are not identical, but they are similar enough to call Commander Sun beautiful. Her slender body was slight but powerful, her dark hair glinted in the low light, and her pale skin seemed to glow from within. Her smile stretched from one high cheekbone to another and the teeth it revealed were white and straight. None of these things alone is enough to mark a being as attractive, but they converge on a face that defines an ideal of feminine allure to which, experience tells him, the Captain is highly susceptible.
It comes to this: the knowledge has always been there, however deeply buried, that their current situation is transitory. One day, probably soon, he will make his choice and everything will change. What are the chances, in any case, of Spock escaping another pon farr unattached? But Kirk is lonely and, when he decides to do something about that, there will be no shortage of opportunities for him.
Commander Sun is simply the most immediate option right now. He smiles up at his First Officer as the door closes behind him and the sentiment makes a noble attempt to reach his eyes, but their customary spark is missing.
He gestures a hand towards the empty chair. Spock resists the urge to shy away from the scrutiny and meets the gaze, offering what silent reassurance he can in his unpracticed expression. I was glad of a friendly face. It provokes a genuine laugh from the other side of the desk. But you know what I mean. Kirk waves a hand dismissively. The Captain opens his mouth and then closes it again. There are a host of possible responses to this. He could draw attention to their effusive greetings and the impression they are bound to create in the casual observer.
To pull apart now would be to destroy this fragile moment of calm and potentially to deliver an injury from which they cannot recover. And with every instant that passes, another piece of his control shatters.
The Captain slides his hand away and settles back into his chair and the door buzzes to announce the arrival of a Yeoman with lunch.
The ordinary business of an ordinary day rushes back into the room so suddenly and so quickly that the moment might never have been — but for the fact that Spock finally understands that he is lost.
Hover over the Vulcan words for a pop-up translation If for any reason browser incompatibility' Gremlins in the machine; Mondays the pop-up doesn't work, then you can download a translation from MediaFire. Skilsu nash-veh. Perhaps that has something to do with it, in fact. Nekhau sanu. There is a sigh. If it were possible to draw air into his lungs past the minimum required for cardio-pulmonary function, Kirk might chuckle.
The fact that it is not has not been lost on his amygdala, which is now controlling the show and forces his vocal chords to bypass that part of his brain that is vaguely aware that an audience of Ensigns and Lieutenants have paused in their workouts to watch their Captain get his ass handed to him. Mindful of Vulcan etiquette even now, Kirk smiles his thanks and clambers to his feet unaided, dispersing the gathering crowd by virtue of acknowledging their presence. A dozen heads flick quickly away, suddenly intent on equipment, each other, or - if all else fails - the walls.
Kirk grins at his First. Spock has barely a hair out of place and the thick, baggy tunic and pants that he habitually uses for exercise are still sharply creased and immaculate.
Spock inclines his head gravely. Another man might have missed the little flicker of amusement glinting behind his carefully immutable expression, but Kirk is enjoying himself far too much to believe that Spock is not equally entertained. Spock spends his days and nights in the labs, playing with complicated equations and occasionally calling the Captain in to gesture animatedly at something onscreen that looks remarkably like the product of an unsupervised three year old with a keyboard and a hammer.
Kirk complies, and is rewarded with a lightning tackle that zeroes in on his newly-exposed belly, sucking the breath from his lungs before he can even remember the Vulcan word for foul play. There is a tiny shift above him, as of a miniscule Vulcan shrug. Unseen, the Captain smirks. The elbow in his spine shifts fractionally, the better to pin him down.
There is a short pause. Kirk sighs. Or at least he would if he had the lung capacity. Kirk grins and allows himself to be roughly pulled to his feet.
There is a comm port on the wall beside the locker room door. He presses the button to activate the link. Shall I send it to your quarters or would you prefer to read it on the bridge? Kirk out. The knowledge that Spock is actively trying not to look does not do anything to invert the blood flow from the area; if anything, the implied attention makes things worse. Spock looks neither chagrined nor offended but simply inclines his head with a supercilious glint to his eye.
It is both a triumphant return to form, and at the same time indicative of less horror at the notion of humiliating the Captain than the Captain would necessarily prefer. Will you be in the labs? Not a hair is ruffled, nor is there a crease to be found on the sweat-free fabric of his tunic. The only perceptible sign of exertion is the slightly heightened scent from his skin — sharp and vaguely piquant, like freshly-chopped chillis or ginger.
I believe I will pass the evening by attending to a number of tasks that more immediately require my attention.
Kirk rolls his eyes and Spock predictably elaborates. They wander into the locker rooms and Kirk slings his soaked towel into the cycler.
He turns to Spock. And, Spock: try and get some rest, will you? Kirk watches him leave for a moment, since the room is empty and there is no-one to bear witness to a priapic Captain and the object of his gaze.
His skin is tacky and chilled in the relative cool of the tiles and shadows, and where it has been pressed against his First Officer the lingering scent of him remains. Kirk breathes deeply and his nostrils fill with the warm Vulcan flavors, always stronger and more thickly layered after their Suus Mahna , perfumed and peppery like an exotic spice.
And, if he considered it at all, he imagined that the distance from Kirk, both metaphorical and actual, was enough to restore some sort of equilibrium. As long as there has been a continuous stream of higher math churning through 50 percent of his brain, it has been possible to believe that this is all he feels. And then tonight the computer spat out the first in the series of logarithmic formulae that he initially predicted would start to map the binary gravitational matrix, and he suddenly realized that the project was approaching its conclusion.
More than that: the need for sentient input is now essentially past, and it only remains for his team to supervise the processing of results. From a cushioned bubble of parabolic segments and rotational axes, he has now found himself rather unceremoniously ejected into the prosaicness of a starship that is stationary in a non-hostile, unpopulated segment of charted space.
He knew that there was a chance, however minor, that Kirk would visit the gym this evening. The sudden burst of adrenalin at the thought of his Captain advised against the visit, and yet he knew despite all rational arguments to the contrary that he would go anyway. It was their customary hour for Suus Mahna practice, and though Spock knew that there was every chance Kirk would assume their sessions were indefinitely suspended, still his eyes swept the expanse of the gym from the locker room doors, from the suspended tracks to the recessed exercise booths, in an abortive effort to find him.
That might have been a more convincing argument had logic played any part in his decision to attend the gym. Spock is not so disordered that he was unable to maintain his controls during their session, but there comes a point after which it is both impossible and illogical to ignore the needs of the body. The diversion through the science labs is as much for his own peace of mind as to actually check on anything, because this level of need disturbs him and he would like to know that it can be subsumed and contained by necessity.
It makes him uneasy. He steps into the comfortable heat of his quarters and strips off his bulky tunic, laying it carefully on the edge of his bunk as he lowers himself to the mattress. With his controls relaxed and his mind wandering, he is hard within seconds, and the first sensation is relief.
In that instant, when he can feel the lithe figure pinned below him, he slips his hand inside his pants and firmly grips his erection around the base. The feel of his hand around the sensitive flesh explodes little flash-bombs of pleasure along his spine and into his brain, and already his fingers are slick and dripping with transferred lubricant.
With his free hand he eases his pants off his body, shuffling awkwardly so as not to break contact with his swollen cock, and kicks them free. He sits for a moment breathing heavily as the urgency builds.
Spock clears his mind until there is nothing there but a high whine of arousal, a screaming need, and a steady throb of lust. Slowly, he strips his hand from the base of his cock to its head, trailing thick stripes of his natural lube, and a grunt escapes him.
The pleasure is too intense now to restrain and he pumps his hand against the slippery shaft, eyes squeezed shut as a feverish excitement rises. It is impossible not to imagine that the friction of his hand is the gentle resistance of another body as he thrusts into it, and the only control he is able to offer is to shadow the features so that the face becomes any face, the body just a body.
He will not color the eyes in hazel or flash a sunshine smile over its shoulder as the pace increases; he will not imagine the sensation of being spread out, prone, above a stocky, muscular form and burying himself deeply within it.
Jim , he thinks desolately as his body ceases shaking and his heart begins to slow. It persists throughout his - mercifully solitary - shower and is only slightly abashed by the sudden rush of cool air as he exits the haze of perfumed steam and re-emerges into the relative arctic blast of the locker rooms, where a few assorted crewmembers have begun to change for an evening game of soccer.
A couple of them offer nods and the sort of uncomfortable greetings that you get when a superior officer and his subordinates are forced to converse in an off-duty scenario without alcohol, and, although half of them will absolutely have sprung inconvenient wood for no reason at all in the gym, he has no doubt that word of the Captain's erection will make its way around the junior decks before morning.
Kirk very much hopes that no-one joins the dots between aroused Captain and Suus Mahna with the First Officer. There are enough rumors about him as it is. Scrutiny and extrapolated invective are enough to wilt his recalcitrant member at last, although the lingering sense of arousal predicts that something will have to be done about it later in the evening.
He dresses quickly and glances at the chronometer: less than ten minutes have passed since the notification came through. He throws some cheerful wishes for a good game over his shoulder - might as well make them feel bad about gossiping - and leaves for his quarters. The light on his terminal is blinking like a beacon in the dark room, and he leaves the main lights low as he crosses to his desk and retrieves the information package.
The familiar crest fills the screen as he activates the security protocol that scans his retina and checks it against his voice print ID, and a tinny computer voice asks him to hold for a recorded message from Admiral Fitzpatrick.
Kirk releases a breath that he doesn't remember holding; Fitzpatrick is good news on a number of levels. They are in a section of the galaxy that is under his purview, meaning that any Starfleet personnel currently on assignment within that sector are technically answerable to him, and an encrypted communication for the Captain's eyes only, while almost certainly not the most exciting document this side of the Magna Carta, is likely to be comfortingly routine.
Kirk clicks play and the screen fills with the Admiral's serious, fatherly face. I've just left a meeting with the Junior Minister for Federal Expansion, amongst others, and this can't wait. I realize that the Enterprise is stationed in Beta Aurigae for another four days, but I'm going to have to cut that short. Your new orders follow - Fitzpatrick out.
Fitzpatrick's image abruptly disappears and the room darkens for a moment as the screen blanks. And then there's another Federal crest and a new document that opens with a destination, a mission objective and a timescale before devolving into a detailed background summary. In the shadowed semi-darkness, his eyes widen for a moment and a smile spreads slowly across his face.
He reaches for his comm port. Spock allows himself to stare at the ceiling in an ambivalent afterglow for 3. He is standing in an unsatisfied haze beneath the sonics when the sounds of occupation suddenly erupt behind the second door. It's a little too much of a reality check, with the warm cloud of orgasm still lingering in his groin, and he scrubs quickly and exits as quietly as he can. He is dressing himself in the loose robes he wears for meditation when his comm port buzzes.
He knows who it will be, of course. Theoretically it could be one of many people, but statistically, at this time of the evening and with the ship so secure and functional she's practically humming a jaunty tune, the odds are upwards of 98 percent that it will be the Captain. Spock is not certain he is ready to face the object of his self-reproach just yet, but he doesn't have much of a choice. He opens the channel. There is a tinge of breathless excitement to Kirk's tone that piques Spock's curiosity and earns another interested twitch from his lethargic cock, which, fortunately, is still heavily invested in the refractory period and can do no more than quirk a metaphorical eyebrow at present.
Nevertheless, Spock diverts a portion of his focus to stabilizing the blood flow to his groin and says, "Of course, Captain. I will join you momentarily. They have never openly declared an embargo on using the bathroom as a thoroughfare, it's just never happened. In the early days of Kirk's captaincy, their relationship was so overtly hostile that it simply wouldn't have occurred to either one - they barely acknowledged that they even shared a bathroom, let alone that the opposite door led into the other's quarters.
By the time the freeze had thawed sufficiently for them to voluntarily spend off-duty hours together, it had just become one of their established courtesies, like the median temperature setting and the observance of each others' traditions.
So he lets himself out into the corridor, startling a passing Ensign whose face flashes panic and then immediately schools itself into studied innocence before she scurries out of sight.
He buzzes formally at the Captain's door. It was something of a surprise to discover, in the first stages of infatuation, that it is the smallest of details that deliver the most blinding assaults on reason and emotion. When Kirk is at his ease, he absently toes his boots off his feet and leaves them scattered haphazardly around the room, canted at all angles, and pads about in his stocking feet. It is both shockingly intimate and staggeringly mundane, and yet it never fails to elicit a lightning tug of yearning from his First Officer that he suppresses only with great difficulty.
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The melody will linger on in a veritable the mayor bolero barceloniano as the rich and the fa- idea for this article, of Barcelona mous join the rest ofhumaniry in welcoming and Diane for example, while ly- the year in a distinctly Spanish accent. Sawyer not 'a;JQo. November 1 : We get a coil from Mitch Zomorin, nice enough to invite me Robin Leach's publicist over for a one-week, all-expenses-paid stay in a four- "Ini calling about Robin Leach. The indi-fat- star hotel, ostensibly to participate in an interna- igable, one and only Robin Leach.
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SO it'S. Um, then In the nineties, every- something that would be funny is his look as it is right now, but he would ifit was maybe re- one will be fabulous for 10 full years! This at those people in the eighties, what he sees written a little better. He's saying it would be swan song of the century will start out hot for them in the nineties. Something like that.
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People can be pretty gullible when it comes to things they Read More 1. Discover - 2 Apr In order to set the right asset allocation, discussion is needed regarding future goals, the investment time horizon, risk tolerance, contribution and spending levels to name but a few. Many people understand their risk tolerance how much risk they are comfortable with but very few understand how much risk is required to meet their goals. Most investors do not know their asset allocation.
A simple, well thought out portfolio is likely to deliver performance at least on a par with many highly sophisticated and complex portfolios, at lower risk. In our next article we will explain the surprising benefits of regular rebalancing.
At FFP we aim to remove complexity, replacing it with simplicity and clarity so that our clients can enjoy their lives without worry. For a fresh take on your accounts, speak to Hunts. T: E: info huntsaccountants. From birth we acquire skills to satisfy our basic needs: a baby screaming for food, attention and comfort, or an adult seeking customers, clients and profit. Some people are employed and some, myself included, work for themselves. However, running your own business requires time, effort and persistence.
Ask any self-employed person the number of hours they work in a week and the answer will shock you. We were both selling ourselves and our wares. I discovered we share the same personal trainer Craig Hardaker, see Folk Tales, October , we both love sailing, skiing, walking along the Corton Ridge see Folk Tales, Bill Brown, October and we both realise life never stands still!
Back in time. Nigeria, June Nicky is three months old and it is very hot, as was Sierra Leone which followed. Not surprisingly, she is fluent in French. Between the ages of 6 and 12, Tokyo was home. No Japanese to learn, just the boredom of a walled ex-pat compound. Aged 12, you guessed it, Dad moves again, and Chislehurst, Kent becomes home.
Stability at last? Nicky stays put, this time at a boarding school in Croydon. London is fun. A love of the theatre blossoms. A man. They manage a time-share resort in Wales, marry, have children BUT something is missing.
They want their own business! Shropshire proved not to be, they were gazumped in Sussex, but finally, in May , the Eastbury Hotel, Sherborne was theirs. Fifteen bedrooms, all run down. The recession followed and by they were exhausted; they put the hotel on the market, turnover fell even further and there were no buyers. One of the things I love about Sherborne is its energy.
Folk come here on a mission to do things differently, more consciously, and bring vitality to the town. Nicky and Paul could have been forgiven for quitting; instead they rolled up their sleeves, put in the hours, Chamber of Commerce, tourism and the rest. They made it work, rebuilt the turnover and created the amazing venue it is today. I knew none of the above when booking the Eastbury for my wedding last December, rather than the council chamber. It was seamless, professional, accommodating and the whole place had a warm and welcoming energy.
We laughed, danced, and sang the night away. We even had an impromptu Soprano sing-off, courtesy of guests and Abbey , our ever-growing local radio station. A tired but smiling Nicky greeted me the following morning and we shared the joy of an amazing event. She also told me of her desire for pastures new, something different. Thank you, Nicky, for sharing your Folk Tales with me and for making my wedding day the best ever.
Have a great March. In the beginning there was dial-up buzzing modem noise , with speeds of up to 0. Then there was broadband DSL with speeds of up to 1mb; this was quickly upgraded to up to 8mb and, in more recent years, up to 20mb. Both dial-up and broadband were delivered to your house over the copper wires of your telephone line from the local telephone exchange, however, the speed degrades over a maximum distance of 6km so the unfortunate ones living down a farm track near Charlton Horethorne had a pretty bad deal.
Now we have fibre or, more correctly, we have fibre to the cabinet FTTC , where super-fast speeds are delivered by fibre-optic cable to the little green boxes that have sprung up everywhere. Then the service is connected to your house over the good old copper wires. Unfortunately, the speed degrades over a shorter distance of only 2.
Always check that you have a little filter in every telephone socket where something is plugged in. One of my recent jobs in Sherborne improved from 5mb to 15mb just by getting the right filters in the right sockets. Probably the worst offender is you trying to run your business while having 4 teenage children streaming TV, movies and on-line gaming with the X-Box all at the same time.
Apple and Microsoft have now released updates to plug this hole and you should always check that you are upto-date. As always, if you need help with this or any other technology you know where to come. Replacing an existing garage door? Planning to build a new home or garage? They are hopeful he will hold free and fair elections and respect the result. He has strong links with China where he trained and which has a stake in Zimbabwe. A referendum requested by Mugabe in to enable him to reign for ever was lost and the belief was that Mugabe felt that the white farmers with their expertise and help to the opposition had been behind this losing vote after he had allowed them to prosper since Independence.
The result was the violent seizure of the farms owned by the 4, white farmers without any compensation. These productive units were not handed to the people, but were taken over by members of the cabinet and supporters of Mugabe and were badly run.
Diamonds were discovered at Maranga, one of the richest deposits in the world in There have been a lot of legal wrangles over the ownership of the site in spite of Zimbabwe being part of the Kimberley Process with De Beers which guarantees the high. There was illegal mining as the first ones were alluvial, found easily in water, and had disappeared quickly. The proceeds from Maranga could have solved many a Zimbabwe financial problem but they were rumoured to have been stolen by the government and cabinet members.
Mugabe himself is said to have amassed a fortune of over one billion pounds from numerous sources. Newly installed President Mnangagwa is reportedly offering a three-month amnesty window for the return of public funds illegally stashed abroad by both individuals and companies. He said the government would arrest and prosecute those who failed to comply with the February deadline. He has promised to tackle corruption.
It appears that Mugabe will be left to retire in peace in Zimbabwe bearing in mind that he remains an icon among African leaders as in their view he successfully liberated Zimbabwe. The treatment of his wife Grace, who owns seven dairy farms, has yet to be revealed. I am sure the new President will understand that the recovery of the country will need to involve a hard currency.
They have not had one of their own since as hyperinflation killed off the Zimbabwean dollar. There will need to be assurances made to any potential investors of the credibility and stability of the country and its leadership. The possibilities of creating a new and vibrant, productive country are boundless.
There are many Zimbabweans living in London, in the UK and in other countries who may well wish to return to help in this task. They should be encouraged to so do. Act evasively 11 9. Smooth textile fibre 5 Mythical monster 3 Ordered arrangement 5 Wine container 8 Relating to an empire 8 Delicious 5 Sense of self-esteem 3 Showery 5 Persistent harassment DOWN 2. Take back 7 3. Fluctuating 7 4. Runs at a moderate pace 5 7. A parent's Mum 11 8. Admit to be true 11 Decipher 7 Small flute 7 Lunatic 6 Breathe heavily at night 5 At the time of writing, the failings of the Crown Prosecution Service are making headline news although, such are the transient whims of the media, they may have gone off-radar by the time you read this little over a month later.
This book, by a practising junior barrister specialising in criminal law who has chosen to remain anonymous in the interests of candour, does nothing to allay that concern; in fact, it stokes it. No injection of funds, no recruitment of committed. There is a vein of mocking, sometimes selfdeprecatory humour that runs through the whole book and that may carry the reader with it. The verdict of the profession as a whole could be that it is over-wrought, unfairly selective and in places wildly over-generalised.
But this book will cause a stir as have the blogs of the same Secret Barrister over the past couple of years. You will almost certainly lose your reputation, your friends, family solidarity, job associates, livelihood, a great deal of money and your peace of mind. You may even lose your liberty for a shorter or longer period. I take this opportunity to thank our Australian cousins for their New Year gift and hold no grudge!
I was fortunate to only be out of circulation for two weeks and certainly now I am fully recovered. How quickly something as virulent as a virus can spread, creating havoc for individuals and communities: bringing life to a standstill in some instances and for some, in severe cases, death.
Bad things seem to spread swiftly, and we certainly see this over and over again in third world countries. So why should evil things get their own way all the time — what about good things?
Is it not possible for good to be just as virulent? While taking my enforced rest, and pondering on passing on infection, I was reminded of the film Pay it Forward, which I watched with our boys many years ago.
The story is about a young boy who works out mathematically how quickly acts of kindness can spread when one person carries out an act of kindness to three individuals and then those three folk do the same.
Very quickly the kindness spreads. The effect on communities is significant, and in some cases brings life-changing experiences for individuals, some who feel they have never experienced the gift of kindness in their lives.
The acts of kindness had to be carried out not expecting anything in return — I suppose they could be described as acts of grace, unmerited, unearned, undeserved. How different our society might look if we all acted in this way. My own experience is that when we give out without expectation of return, we are blessed immeasurably and sometimes in amazing ways.
Our own emotional well-being is undoubtedly improved, and certainly that of the receiver. As we move toward Easter, Christians will be thinking of and celebrating the amazing act of grace carried out by Jesus Christ, His sacrificial life and death and victorious resurrection bringing for each one of us the opportunity of life in all its fullness.
For those who call themselves Christians, Jesus has called us to effect change for the better with all those we come into contact with. However, I believe we should all think more of the needs of others than ourselves. My prayer is that, like a virus, true love, grace and fellowship sweeps through our family, community, and nation effecting change for the better for all people.
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