50 Shirts of Red

While I am considering the possibility of Uber Best Selling Novels, here is another piece for you.

Ensign Andrew Dahl ran his hands along the sleek, hard surface, seeking control. Under his broad, manly fingers, the thrusters throbbed in response. The shuttle groaned, quivering around him as she took him deeper into space. The thrusters pulsed again, pushing him to come where no man has come before.

7 thoughts on “50 Shirts of Red”

  1. This. Things. I. So much. 😀 Sadly, written much better than the original, but likely to make less $$$$. Humanity is doomed.

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