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I almost didn’t pack the leathers. I hadn’t even given them a thought until recently. This mission has lasted a year. For a long time, the day to day tensions of blending our crews and fighting the Kazon had kept me distracted from the loneliness and the longings. But lately Voyager had settled into a routine. It was an unusual one by Starfleet standards, but it was a routine nonetheless.
I may not have thought of them ever were it not for searching for some other item that now escapes me. They were in a cupboard above my closet in the case which I had made especially for them. Seeing my leathers brought fourth an almost painful longing for their warm supple feel against my naked skin. I longed to feel the singular rush of erotic power they gave me. I had a staff meeting scheduled for that morning, but I was not aware of the time. I began to pull the outfit out of the case and arrange it on the bed in ritual order as I had at home on Earth.
As always, I felt each piece as I lai...