BARELY LEGAL

by Joseph Anderson

Star Trek: Voyager and all of its characters and situations are the property of Paramount. No copyright infringement is intended with this fanfic, which may not be sold and must contain all notices of copyright.

Sequel to Bare Essentials and the untitled second installment.

NC-17


B'Elanna said sourly, "So, have you checked out Harry's meat market? I can't believe the captain is letting him do that."

Tom smiled at her. "Oh, now that's a nice, open minded attitude. As a matter of fact I have and it's nothing like that at all. Just the opposite."

"Oh, please, Tom. Spare me. It's men going to ogle naked women. I'm amazed any of the female crew except Seven is naive enough to fall for it. And just what the hell were you doing there?"

Paris said, "Harry's my friend and I went to show my support." Her lover looked in her eyes. "What's going on, B'Elanna? You're not particularly shy that I've noticed."

"Not with my boyfriend. It's that group stuff...it's ridiculous! Just an excuse for men to drool and women to show off!" she said.

Tom pursued it. "Some bad memory?"

"No!" she said too vehemently, then looked away.

Tom put an arm around her shoulder. "There, there. Tell Tom all about it."

"Promise not to laugh?" she said.

"I dunno about that. I'll try not to laugh. Is it funny?"

"No!"

"Well, then I won't laugh."

She said, "It's just that I*Ī developed later...you know because I'm a hybrid. And..uh...there was this pool party everybody went to when I was 14...and, well everybody took their clothes off..so I did too."

"And..." Tom prompted.

"And it was embarrassing! I didn't have any....or any...and I was the only girl who didn't! And everybody was looking at me! And then some boy hid my clothes!"

Tom sighed. "You're right that's not funny. But it's not exactly a Cardassian death camp you escaped from either."

"I didn't say it was," she said defensively.

"B'Elanna, now you've got plenty of...." He made vague hand gestures.

"I know."

"And they're top notch!"

"Okay, okay," B'Elanna said.

Tom said seriously, "Harry's program is exactly for bad memories like that. And it's not just about men checking out women...though I'll admit there is some of that. It's complicated. I think Harry really touched a nerve."

"You're saying I should go there."

"No, do what you want. I'd recommend it but you're a big girl."

"Tom...I keep hearing these whispers about Harry's uh...you know..."

"Hey, I am not talking about Harry's to you! If you're curious see for yourself."

"I'll think about it. Tom, has the captain been there?"

"She wasn't when I was there. I kinda doubt it. You know, the whole captain image."

The half-Klingon nodded. "Yeah, I can see that. Too bad."

Tom smiled at the way she seemed to be talking herself into going to Harry's holoprogram. He asked, "B'Elanna, what about the boy who hid your clothes? Did you find out who did it?"

"Danny Brookdale."

"And..." Tom prompted.

B'Elanna smiled, "And I hung him upside down naked from a basketball hoop in the middle of the regional playoffs. I was suspended for three weeks."

"Now that's funny!" Tom said.

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B'Elanna had stopped in the corridor and was looking at the door to Holodeck 3. She heard voices coming and began walking again. She looked back to see Megan Delaney and Vorick go in. Vorick? What the hell was a Vulcan doing there? How can I go in there with Vorick, she thought. Everytime he goes into Pon Far he tries to bang me. Besides he worked for her in Engineering.

"Lieutenant," Tuvok's deep voice surprised her.

"Damnit! Don't sneak up on me that way!" B'Elanna exploded.

The dark Vulcan said, "I did not 'sneak up' on you. You were distracted. It is also inappropriate for you to address me in that manner."

"I'm sorry, I'm on edge."

Tuvok studied her. "If you wish to visit Ensign Kim's holoprogram why do you not do so?"

"What makes you think I wanna do that?" B'Elanna said gamely.

"Lieutenant..." Tuvok just said.

"All right, you got me. I'm thinking about it."

"Human attitudes toward nudity are most illogical. I see you have them rather than Klingon views."

B'Elanna sighed and said, "Yeah, it's a nonissue with Klingons. Being a good warrior is the only thing that really matters. Everything else is a distant second. The mating rituals are stylized fighting so it's not even sexual. It just doesn't matter."

"But your attitudes on the subject are fully human," Tuvok commented.

"Yep, that's me. I combine the worst of both races," she said sardonically.

"Hardly, Lieutenant. Just the opposite I would say."

"Tuvok, are you coming on to me?"

"Lieutenant..."

"It was a joke," B'Elanna said with a smile.

Tuvok stiffly replied, "I see."

"Sir," she said now, "have you been in there?"

Tuvok glanced at the holodeck just as the other Delaney sister went in. "No. Ensign Kim and others gain a sense of freedom from constraint when they are unclothed, as I understand it. I have no such concerns."

"I just saw Vorick go in," B'Elanna said.

Tuvok raised an eyebrow. "Indeed. Are you like every other Human-Klingon hybrid?

B'Elanna blushed. "You're right. I shouldn't assume Vulcans are all alike either."

"Indeed," the Vulcan said. "Good day, Lieutenant."

B'Elanna watched Tuvok walk down the passageway then looked at the holodeck again. "Oh hell." She walked over and said, "Access program Kim 4."

The door slid open with a whoosh and she stepped into an apparent forest clearing. Looking around she saw benches and lockers just like from the Voyager gym but sitting there apparently in the middle of a park. One of the Delaney sisters was there wearing panties and just holding her bra in her hand as she talked to Mulcahy who was taking his shoes off. Both noticed B'Elanna and smiled at her. She smiled wanly and they went back to talking to each other. B'Elanna went to the other side of the bank of lockers and stopped. "What am I doing here?" she muttered to herself.

"I did not think you would visit this program. Ensign Kim said you would eventually."

B'Elanna saw Seven of Nine approaching her. She was dressed in her usual blue catsuit.

"He did, huh? Guess Harry knows me better than I thought," B'Elanna said.

Seven stopped beside her and opened a locker up. Then she undid something in back of her neck and peeled her tight garment down to her waist. She sat down and removed her shoes, then took the garment completely off. Seven looked at B'Elanna. "You are not participating. I see."

B'Elanna didn't like the sound of that. "You see what?" she said with a hint of anger. She was 14 all over again, getting peer pressured into stripping.

Seven stood up. "I did not intend to offend you. I meant no more than I said. Harry Kim created this program for people to use as they need. If you do not wish to remove your clothing then do not. You are still welcome. I have heard Harry say that to others."

The Klingon-Human hybrid stopped. She was tense and an argument with Seven was just what would make her feel better. The Borg wasn't playing along though. "I shouldn't have reacted that way, Seven. Sorry. I don't think this is for me. You were probably right about me and not Harry."

Seven said, "Perhaps I understand. When I learned to recognize how I was being judged it was hard to continue coming here. I found it worthwhile, however."

B'Ellana curiously said, "How were you being judged?"

The beautiful blonde woman clasped her hands behind her. Easy for her to just expose herself, B'Elanna thought. Look at her!

Seven said, "My appearance leads many to sexualize me in an unwelcome manner. Coming here has helped me understand this. It stems from the fears and desires of others rather than any merit or fault of mine. I have been able to discuss this with some of those who were envious of me or wished to copulate with me."

The engineer said, "Like me right now."

Seven arched an eyebrow. "Again, I meant no more than I said."

B'Elanna looked at her a moment then unbuttoned her jacket and removed it, and pulled her dark grey undershirt off over her head. She took her boots off, followed quickly by her pants and underwear. "Do you know where Harry is around here?" she asked and the Borg nodded.

The two nude women had been walking through a forest glade when Seven said, "May I ask you a question, B'Elanna?"

"Sure, Seven."

"Which is it? Do you envy my body or wish to have sex with me?"

B'Elanna stopped and said, "What? Seven...I...I.." She saw a slight smile on the blonde woman's face. "Good one, Seven. You've been studying up on humor."

"Thank you, B'Elanna."

They walked a bit further and Seven said, "B'Elanna, have you ever kissed another woman?"

B'Elanna smiled and said, "Don't run a joke into the ground. Once is funny. Twice isn't."

"I am not joking."

"Really? You're asking me a serious question?" B'Elanna said. "Why?" She had to remember that Seven still didn't understand a lot about the nuances of human communication.

The naked blonde walking along calmly answered, "I have never kissed anyone, male or female, in my waking hours. However, in my dreams I have kissed Harry Kim three times and a male Borg twice. When I was her prisoner the Borg Queen entered my mind and kissed me and.....she kissed me against my will. It was most unpleasant." She stopped talking.

"I'll bet it was," B'Elanna said, not sure she wanted to know what else the Borg Queen had done to her wayward drone. B'Elanna had a feeling more was coming though and waited. Finally Seven said, "Recently I had a dream in which I kissed a woman. I do not wish to disclose any of this to Harry Kim as it may complicate our friendship, which is most important to me."

B'Elanna conceded, "It might. I thought you talked things over with the doctor or the captain."

Seven paused and said, "It is....too personal."

The half-Klingon smiled, "Yeah, I can see that. In answer, yes, once. It was in the Academy and me and some people were playing Truth or Dare. I wound up kissing Tracie Lichinsky. That was the extent of it."

Seven seemed to consider that and asked, "Did you enjoy it?"

B'Elanna smiled slightly, "Yeah. Surprised myself."

"But it was not of the significance as your frequent copulation with Tom Paris?"

"Jesus! Seven....." B'Elanna got her temper under control. "No, it wasn't for me. Seven....this woman...is it someone on the ship?"

"It was you, B'Elanna."

"Wait a minute, Seven," B'Elanna said. They were under a tree and stopped. The swarthy muscular brunette and the voluptuous pale blonde. "Why are you telling me this?"

Seven replied, "I do not understand it. I thought perhaps you would."

B'Elanna wasn't sure what was going on here. Remembering that incident at the Academy was kinda nice. "Seven, would you like to kiss me? It won't mean anything. It's just an experiment."

"What about Tom Paris? Isn't kissing someone else considered a betrayal in a relationship such as yours?" Seven asked.

B'Elanna smiled, "If I kissed another man, yeah. Another woman, especially you, and both of us naked; Tom won't have a problem with that. Believe me. Long as I give him a play by play."

"All right, although I do not understand." Seven said.

B'Elanna wasn't sure she did. She had decided to just go for it. But now Seven was looking calmly at her. Was the Borg really just asking questions? Oh hell! B'Elanna took Seven's hands and kissed her softly. Pulling back she saw the other woman's eyes were closed. B'Elanna kissed her again, harder this time. She stepped back and she and Seven both were flushed.

The Borg said after a moment. "Thank you, B'Elanna."

The engineer said, "You're welcome. I'd like to kiss you again, Seven."

"Very well."

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Harry was sitting cross legged and helping Naomi with the fingering on her clarinet. They'd replicated a small one for her.

"Hi Harry."

Looking up he saw B'Elanna's swarthy nude figure standing next to Seven's white one. The naked little girl rose and went to take Seven's hand.

"Glad you finally made it," he said with a smile.

The hybrid stretched and ran both hands through her dark hair. "Yeah, I understand you figured I would though."

Harry shrugged. "Can't imagine you not trying a new experience. Have a seat. Or go for a swim."

Seven said, "B'Elanna and I have already been swimming. It was necessary for odors."

"Huh?" Harry said, but B'Elanna sat on the grass beside him and punched him playfully in the arm.

A slight breeze came up and she smiled, wriggling her behind in the grass. "Feels good."

"Thanks. I just programmed that in. It was tricky getting it so it wasn't too chilly," Harry said. Seven sat down on the other side of him. Harry looked from side to side and grinned. "What a picture. Me and two beautiful space babes...oops! Three beautiful space babes." He pointed a finger at Naomi.

Seven said to the little girl, "Naomi Wildman, is it not time for your lessons with your mother?"

The little girl said, "I'm late! Thanks. Bye." She ran off.

Harry was smiling but sensed something. He wasn't sure what. There was a blowing in his ear and he turned to see B'Elanna face close and smiling at him. "Um..." he said uncomfortably and looked for something to cover his lap with. Seven's cybernetic hand beat him to it. "Whoa!" he exclaimed.

"Resistance is futile," B'Elanna said and kissed him, taking his clarinet and setting it aside. "It's just us three in the holodeck now, Harry. How about we wet your reed?"

Harry was excited and flustered. He felt Seven dragging her breasts up his body. "What...about...Tom?" he gasped.

"Lemme worry about Tom," B'Elanna said, then began lightly biting him on the shoulder just as Seven's tongue found its way into Harry's mouth.

Pulling back the flushed Borg said, "B'Elanna and I will visit Tom Paris next....unless you wish to end it now. Is that what you want?"

Harry knew he should end it. Tom was his best friend. But as B'Elanna began nibbling at his groin and Seven's nipples hardened in his hands, he said, "Who me?"

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