Passion Pirates Of The Lost Galaxy: A Dirk Moorcock Adventure

by Seka Heartley

The ten-man horn section stood ramrod straight in three perfect ranks. Their deep red uniform tunics contrasting sharply with the double row of gold buttons adorning their chests as well as with the white crossed belts that seemed to say, “X marks the spot.” Each one held a small black sonic device in his left hand and a laser carbine on his right shoulder.

Carefully, the colorful commandos crept across the chasm.

“Both pairs. I agree. But understand, Conductor, servants of the empress may not take advantage of prisoners.” “It’s the same rule in my army.” Dirk quibbled, “You’re in a marching band.”

Zoddom stroked his beard. “I could go back to practicing law.” “No,” Terroa protested, “my girlfriend said an honest living, weirdo.”

Everyone spun around to see the two beautiful lesbians dashing across the landing field at full tilt. “You heard me,” Sheila shouted. “Run!”

“Hey, I got distracted, okay.” Dirk used the control panel to set a course for the intergalactic causeway. “I mean there was this brainwashing thing, the armored car fight, the thunder lizards… and, uh, well the lesbians… You know, distracted.”