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A couple of days have passed, and I'm really tensed up, man.
After my application to Starfleet Singles, the date they have sent me, Ensign Trisha Lewis will be arriving on the Enterprise from the Orion, as the two ships were due to meet. As a result, we'll be having our first date.
Nervous City, Arizona for for this guy. The chicks seem to disappear usually faster than a rabbit in a magician's hat.
I tell the Main Man that there is a 'friend of mine' on the Orion whom I need to say hello, so he let's me be part of the Welcoming Committee for those beaming over from the other ship.
We are all there in the Ttransporter Room as a group of individuals beam on. At the front is the Captain, who goes forward to greet the Main Man and Riker. Behind him and the others from the Orion is a statuesque blonde female in her mid-twenties, six foot tall, who looks as if she has spent a long time in the ship's gym Even her muscles have muscles; is she human?
She rushes forward and kisses Worf, grabbing him in a vice-like clinch.
"Geordi!!" she exclaims, "I've waited SO long to meet you! I'm you're beloved Trisha!"
"Unhand me, madam!" says Worf, "Mr La Forge is over there."
She turns to look at me and runs towards me, grabbing me, and squeezing my body until I vitually run out of air.
"I'm here for you at last, Geordi, my precious!"
Everyone looks round in amazement, but in that kind of diplomatic politeness. The Main Man, meanwhile, tries to talk to the Captain of the Orion about other things.
In the meantime, Trisha Lewis is still hugging and kissing me. That clinch she has on me is stronger than that of a giant Targ.
Then I pass out and wake up in SickBay.
Beverly is treating me, while Trisha is holding my hand.
"What happened, man?" I ask.
"Geordi" says Beverly, "Your body lost too much air and you passed out; don't worry, you'll be fine."
"How's my adorable Geordi?" asks Trisha, kissing my face all over, "Don't worry, I'll be here to take care of you from now on. I've asked the Captain of the Orion if I can have a Transfer to the Enterprise so that we can be together. He seemed quite willing to let me go."
I stagger up to walk out of SickBay. Trisha holds me up tightly and I almost pass out again.
"We're going to have so much fun, Geordi, now that you have me to look after you. I'll always be here so that we can have a great time together. Do you think we should be engaged yet?"
Panic City, Arizona, man!
"Err...we barely know each other, yet, Trisha. Let's give it some time. We'll... err...have a few dates and see how it goes."
Trisha seems unaffected by this and hums "Here Comes The Bride."
I continue to stagger down the corridor, with Trisha by my side.
Do you remember the good old days when the chicks used to reject me all the time?
They were Fond Memories City, Arizona.
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To all Blog Friends....don't forget that details of the Enterprise Christmas Party will be published on Thursday!
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19 comments:
Hahahaha... Hilarity city, Georgia! :D Poor Geordi. Maybe he'll warm to her as he gets to know her. If she doesn't kill him with her embrace first.
Yeah, looks like Trisha is totally from Crazy Town, Arizona.
Maybe the two will get married and settle down in Reading Rainbow, Pennsylvania.
My dear Captain, I will be there! I'm sending my RSVP pre-emptively so that you have me down before getting flooded with RSVPs. :)
Now that I have read the post, I am laughing so hard over here! Brilliance in spades. I can't wait to see the outcome. LOL!
Hilarious...will have to come back and see what happens!
Poor Geordi indeed.
You know the old saying - be careful what you wish/pray for...you just might get it.
LOL!!
Poor Geordi--when it rains it pours. She sounds like all of the women he'll ever date rolled up into one Amazon.
Scary! They need to turn down her "attachment" settings...
"Underneath every strong woman is dented man." Looks like Geordi may have to get a transfer himself.
If more you worked out, compatible you would be.
Being mean I am not, but the only chance for you this may be.
Sounds like Geordi needs to be careful for what he wishes for!
Why on earth would the Orion's Captain want to get rid of that Amazon Queen...okay, so she's a bit spaced and must have some strange form of cabin fever. Maybe she would be a good Borg candidate? Or maybe the holodec is on the fritz?
Can't wait till Thursday, man. Thrillsville, Arizona!
Shortly stopping by to tell you you didn't tell me about this...maybe I just missed it. Have a good day and get that Xmas party organized!
ROFL!!!! poor Geordi... like they say, be careful what you wish for!
and, captian, i've already bought a beautiful christmas dress for the party!!! beam me up!
Maybe it will all work out for him!!!
Have a great day!!!
I wish him much success.
Sorry I have not been here for awhile. I have missed your humor.
Err...there isn't a Third Part to this story. I thought it would be a good idea to get Geordi a date for the party. Trisha Lewis will be back in the future sometime, I'm sure.
I'd say it went quite well. She made you dizzy.
I told you! No doubt you'd have been able to withstand her loving grips if you were actually 25 years old.
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