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Like my previous story (Meeting Deanna)
this one is set in the TNG universe,
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and

likewise, Paramnunt Communications Corporation, a Viacom International company,

owns the rights to those characters.  However, this story is wholly my creation.

 You are free to repost this story in its entirety to any ADULT BBS or archival

area (including the ASFS and ASC archives or similar archives on the Microsoft

Network), as long as the story is unchanged.  One further item: like Meeting

Deanna, this story contains SEX (very explicit, romantic, but very HOT) betwenn

consenting beings!  If such offends you OR you are under the legal age in your

area of residence, RERD NO FURTHER!  Otherwise, enjoy what is to follow!

Christopher L. Estep, Author, "Meeting Deanna" and "PassionStorm"


PROLOGUE: The events in this TNG-based story are NOT set in the TNG universe as

it has been portrayed in the series.  The following changes occurred in this

alternate universe.

1.  Lt. Tasha Yar was neither killed by Armus or sent back aboard the

Enterprise-C.  She remains in Starfleet (and aboard the Enterprise-D), but is no

longer Chief of Security.

2.  K'eyhlehr, Worf's mate, is very much alive, and is still in the Federation

Diplomatic Corps.  Alexander is alive as well, and is on Earth with Worf's

foster parents.

3.  Captain Jean-Luc Picard and Dr. Beverly Crusher have married and left the

Enterprise together.  Both are still in Starfleet, as is Dr. Crusher's son

Wesley, who is in his senior year at Starfleet Academy.

4.  Lt. Cmdr. Geordi LaForge, longtime Chief Engineer, is now Assistant

Professor of Warp Dynamics at Starfleet Academy, and married to Dr. Leah Brahms.
Reginald "Broccoli" Barclay is now Chief Engineer.

5.  Alyssa Ogawa, longtime Chief Nurse, is now a Lt. Commander, and Chief

Medical Officer.



            "PassionStorm"


    Captain's Log: Stardate 44755.3: Enroute to the Romulan Neutral Zone,
ship's sensors have detected an ion storm of unusual brilliance.  Stellar

Dynamics and Ship's Sciences have asked to check it out.  Hearing no objection

from Engineering, we have slowed our speed to Warp One to take sensor readings

of the ion storm.


    Captain William Riker, Commanding Officer of the Starship Enterprise

finished recording his entry into the log and thumbed the recorder off.  He sat

back and observed the people around him, trying not to make them any more

nervous than they should be.  At Ops, Lt. Cmdr. Tasha Yar was finishing a course

that would enable Stellar Dynamics to get complete readings of the ion storm

without putting the ship in danger.  Lt. Cmdr. Worf, the relatively new Security

Chief, was conducting torpedo loading drills with the Engineering staff.  Lt.

Cmdr. Reginald Barclay was on the Bridge maintaining a close watch on the shield

surface readings.  Cmdr. Data, the First Officer and Sciences Officer, was at

the main Sciences station observing the readings from the ion storm now showing

on the main viewer.  Cmdr. Data bent over more, looking at the readouts as if

unsure what he saw was real.

    "Captain," the android First Officer said. "Sensors are detecting a burst of

a very unusual radiation type heading toward the ship.  Sensors show it to be

even slower than Alpha particles."
    Riker asked, "Mr. Barclay, are the ship's shields in place?"
    Barclay replied, "They're at full power, Captain."
    "Then we have nothing to worry about from that quarter.  However," Riker

finished, "to be safe, order ship's sensors to shut down until the radiation

front has passed."

All over the skin of the ship, the various sensor arrays were shut down and

closed off from space - except one, a small lateral array near the back of the

saucer section.  It was shut down, but parts to fix the clamshell doors behind

which the array could be closed were still at Starbase 144, which was the

Enterprise's next destination.  As the radiation burst struck the ship, it

cascaded harmlessly off the hull of the ship in all areas, except THIS one,

which was unprotected by shielding or the normal covering.  What would happen

because of this would become the talk of Starfleet, and the Federation, for

centuries to come.

The power surge in the unprotected array naturally looked for a ground source.

In its search, it traveled along the sensor cables linking the lateral array to

the Ship's Computer Center.  From there, the low-grade surge "hitched a ride"

along the shipwide bus to all areas of the starship.  The first to notice

anything odd was an Engineering crewperson in the Observation Lounge with his

wife, also in the Engineering Department.  As the two of them were kissing at

the port by their table, he smelled lilacs.  "Lilacs?" he thought.  "No way.  I

must be REALLY overworked!" Then he went back to kissing his wife.  For some

reason, he wanted nothing more right now than to take her back to their quarters

and fuck her brains out.  He simply picked his wife up and carried her all the

way back to their quarters without saying a word.  The couple, still without

speaking, began a marathon of lovemaking that would not end for several hours.

  Meanwhile, back on the Bridge, the ship waited for the radiation burst to pass

by the ship, then resumed the scanning of the unusual ion storm.  Soon, it was

time for the second shift to come on duty.  In a very surprising maneuver for

starships OTHER than those named Enterprise, this shift would be commanded by

the Chief Medical Officer, Alyssa Ogawa.  The second shift smoothly relieved the

first, and the various Command officers left the Bridge for various places.

  Cmdr. Data and Lt. Cmdr Tasha Yar walked together down the corridor to

Ten-Forward.  The two of them sat at the bar and Guinan, the hostess and Chief

Bartender, placed the ingredients for an Earth Tequila Sunrise in front of the

Enterprise's First Officer.  "Why have you done so much for me, Data?" the

blonde Ops officer asked. "Especially after my trying ot block out the events

after we discovered the Tsiokovsky?" (see the TNG episode "The Naked Now" for

the events in question - CLE)
  The First Officer mixed the two drinks with his, as usual, inhuman precision

while talking to his colleague. "You came back later and apologized, Tasha," he

said.  "Besides, would a friend do less for a friend?"
  Tasha reached out and kissed Data on the cheek. "I'm glad you consider me your

friend, Data," Tasha said. "I have known very few people in my life that I
could consider friends.  At least, you, an android, have taught me the value of

friendship."
  Data finished fixing their drinks and gave one to Tasha and kept one himself.

 Tasha took a small sip of hers, and said, "As usual, Data, you are an excellent

drinks-master.  You could always resign from Starfleet and make a comfortable

living as a barkeep."
"Inquiry, Tasha - barkeep?" Data asked.
Tasha thought a moment, then said, "A barkeep, or bartender, is a person who

fixes drinks in an establishment more like Ten-Forward, except he, or she, is

also the owner, and the establishment is on a planet or in a spaceport."
Data searched his memory bamks, then something clicked. "Ah.  In short, someone

like Guinan."  Tasha smiled.  "You're right, Data; that does indeed describe

Guinan."  The two of them went back to their drinks. At times, Tasha thought she

smelled lilacs in the room.  Then, she happened to notice some real-looking

lilac blossoms in some of the more exotic drinks some of Ten-Forward's habitues

were drinking tonight. "Maybe Guinan's picked some from the Arboreteum," Tasha

thought.  Then, she took another look at Data.  Unbidden, her mind took her back

to the night she "invited him in" to her quarters.  He was indeed a very gentle

man.  Strong, but he could also be very gentle when needed.  Also, he could

teach a lot of humans the value of frienship.  In fact, he may be the most human

of all of us.  Then she deicded.
"Data,"  Tasha asked, "could you come with me to my quarters for a while?  I'd

like to discuss something with you, and I don't think Ten-Forward is the place

to discuss it."
Data thought a moment, then simply said, "Very well."  He handed their empty

glasses back to Guinan, as well as giving her back the box in which she had

placed the ingredients for their drinks.

Tasha and Data stopped outside her quarters.  Tasha opened the door, then called

"Computer, half-lights."  The illumination in her quarters was now set at half

the normal intensity.  Tasha led Data over to her bed and offered Data a spot on

the right side of her bed.  She sat down on the bed beside him.
    "Data, have you been thinking about the night that I had sex with you in my

quarters?" Tasha asked.
If he were human, Data would have been shocked at Tasha asking him that question

just them.  He had always assumed, even after Tasha had apologized for giving

him that 'It never happened' speech,she wouldn't have brought upthat subject; he

assumed that her thoughts of being out of control were painful for her to

recall, and he still did not wish to cause her any pain.  However, he had VERY

much been thinking about his sexual encounter with the slim but attractive

Lieutenant Commander.  The thoughts that entered his mind could have been called

love by any human male who has ever philosophized on the subject of love;

however, Data, being an android, could only take things literally, and knew

nothing of the vagarities of human love - or so he thought.
  "Tasha," Data said,"I must be honest.  I have been, and am now, thinking about

our 'encounter' in these quarters."  Tasha blushed, and smiled briefly, then

surprised Data by saying, "As have I.  I have taken a look at why I did what I

did with you.  I have come to the conclusion that, yes I am sexually attracted

to an android, Data - but that android HAS to be you.  No other being has made

me feel the way you have, and not just that one time in bed."
  Tasha took a deep breath, then plunged on. "Data, I'm in love with you.  And I

wish to make love with you.  Right here, on this bed."
  Data was so surprised that he took a scan of Tasha, using his built-in sensors

and compared those readings to those he knew were normal from her medical

records.  Except for the faster heart rate, her readings were completely normal.

  What's more, there was no trace of anything like the viral disinhibitor that

they discovered aboard the Tsiokovsky.  So, he had to come to the conclusion

that his friend was very much in her right mind as a human could be in.
Data examined his own feelings for Tasha.  Could he, in all honesty, tell her

that he felt the same way?  The answer sped its way on positronic feet: YES!
  Data turned to his human friend, soon to be, hopefully, once again, his human

lover.  He said, "I must tell you, Tasha: as much as I understand human love, I

feel the same way about you, and I also wish to make love with you again, here

on this bed."  Without further words, Tasha reached out, pulled Data's head to

hers, and kissed him firmly on the lips.  After several seconds, the kiss broke.
  "Ohh, my darling, darling, dear Data!  I am glad to hear you say that!" Tasha

gasped.  She grabbed him and started kissing him again, this time thrusting her

tongue deep in his mouth.  All Data could do was to copy her movements, caught

up in a bevy of sensations that were either totally new or long-disused to his

neural pathways.  Tasha kept the kiss going and slowly pressed Data's willing

body back onto the bed.