Author: Souvie
Title: Love in Zero-G
Universe: Neils Bohr
Codes: MF, SciFi, humor

Brought about by Gary's challenge on ASSD - to write a story where
gravity *is* responsible for people falling in love. I think this is
probably the stupidest story I've ever written, but since I did waste
30-60 minutes writing it, I might as well post it. - Souvie

Html version at: 
/~Souvie/zero-g.html
Gary's story at: 
http://www.ithoughthisweightwouldcrushme.com/Gravitation.htm


"Love in Zero-G" 
copyright February 2006



Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love. ~ Albert
Einstein

The artificial dome that enclosed the city of New Constantinople,
Saturn, served two purposes. First, it helped protect against attack
from Martians, and second, it kept the atmosphere just like the
residents liked it: zero-g. To say modern dance -- among other things
-- had reached new heights would be an understatement.

Alyssa Stujob and Norman Handley were the top performers in the
Three-Rings Circus and Dance Troop. They'd been the first to combine
ballet, gymnastics, hip-hop and yoga into an explosive dance craze
that was as yet unnamed. (Some favored "the Studley" while others
leaned toward "the Hand-job.")

"You're moving like a flatulent cow!" Norman hollered, his voice
reverberating off the walls of the rehearsal hall.

"You're boring!" Alyssa countered, pushing off from the nearest wall
and executing a graceful double somersault twenty feet above the
marble floor. Of course she was completely naked and Norm came with
her since they were in the midst of not-so-passionate sex. They were
supposed to be rehearsing, but they'd been rehearsing for hours and
needed a break.

He snorted in derision. "I'm boring? I taught you everything you
know!"

She sighed and stopped, her back resting against a wall, legs
entwined with his. She could feel his cock inside her, hard and
insistent, despite their present argument. "I just want something
different. We've done it just about every way possible, and it's not
exciting for me anymore."

"Exciting? So you want exciting? I'll show you exciting." Norman
grabbed her by the waist and angled them gently toward the floor
below.

Alyssa saw the gleam in his eye, knew what he was going to do, and
she tried to break free but his grip was too tight. "Norm, no!"

"Computer, turn off the zero-g generator for this room only."

An almost imperceptible 'bleep' came from the hidden room-control
monitor, seconds before Norm and Alyssa fell to the floor. Luckily
his downward propulsion meant they didn't have far to go.

They landed with him on the bottom. Amazingly enough his cock was
still buried in her, none the worse for wear. He stared up at her
with an astonished look on his face.

"What'd you do that for?" she asked.

"You wanted exciting."

"I wanted exciting, not suicidal. You know what happens when you
turn the zero-g off!"

"Yeah," he answered, a goofy grin on his face, "I think I just fell
in love."

THE END