The BLTS Archive - Seven of Nine vs. the Pon Farr
by PJSquared(Phyillis J. Sutherland & PJin NH)

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Shaking with anticipation,
Seven glows with expectation.

Borgasm heeds the Vulcan's call,
surely the lustiest of all.

Like two wild beasts, they rip and tear,
truly they are a well-matched pair.

Tuvok stands in rampant glory,
vowing she will not be sorry.

With heaving bosom Seven stands,
shredded uniform in her hands.

From Tuvok's quarters comes a sigh,
her expectations were too high.

Mister Tuvok, something is wrong,
your chest hair is not very long.

In fact looking closely, I see,
that you have none, not even three.

Even the Doctor has his share,
and Tom Paris has fur to spare.

Seven of Nine why do you wait?
Tis logical to copulate.

I know your cravings I can cure,
despite my lack of body fur.

Only those men with hairy chests,
shall fondle my silicone breasts.

Seven left Tuvok standing there,
ruing his lack of body hair.

Tuvok fades like a falling star,
and thus dies the myth of Pon Farr.

With a swish the door opens wide,
she exits with determined stride.

A questing beast. she sniffs the air.
let all of Voyager beware.

Seven of Nine is on the prowl.
it is the Borg Babe's night to howl.

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The End