A sudden unexpected vibration brought Lewis to a halt. It was a notifying signal-much like the silent vibration of a cell phone. However, this was rigged inside her left glove. She and Clark each had a pair of matching Data Tablets assigned to them for the mission. One was to be used by each astronaut to post images and experiences on their media pages. The second tablet was a secured unit suppossedly protected from hacking. NASA jealously guarded the more personal aspects of their astronauts lives, especially during missions.

   The vibration was a signal to her. The secured tablet had recieved a message she needed to respond to. Even without checking, Cardinal knew it was a MEDCOM STATREPREQ. Status Report Request in Agency patois meant her Flight Surgeon was asking for a little report on how she was adjusting to microgravity. There was a certain period of biological monkey business to endure by everyone who went into Space. NASA and the Soviets had learned it was fairly unpredictable how a human would adapt to the weird topsy turvey environment. It was known the water molecules in an astronaut's colon-released from gravity's restraint-swelled. Results were farting and bloating for various periods of time.

   Lewis knew an early Russian Cosmonaut had been so affected, he screamed angrilly over an open radio channel of his flatulent discomfort and after a few orbits was hastily brought down-for farting. She audibly grimaced, realizing her own intestinal discomfort and regretted she had to report it. She knew there were other effects of adjusting to a lack of gravity and the fact her "Days" were only ninety minutes long in Earth orbit. Her biological schedule was about to be totally trashed. Lewis wondered self-consciously how she would report the sudden warmth and sensitivity growing in her areola.

   Where her breasts contacted her LCVG-Liquid Cooled Ventilation Garment-Astronaut Underwear. It was much like Grandpa's one piece Long Johns redone for Space living. She wriggled unconciously at the contact of her body against her LCVG. There was a growing accute awareness of her clit as well. Once again, she suspected it had to do with her internal organs adjusting to no gravity. She had been covertly informed Teereshkova had Cum. Shortly after achieving orbit, the Soviet woman had whispered quickly just once to her Doctor a warm wet feeling between her legs-but she swore she was not peeing. After her return to Earth, she conformed to her Doctor she had experienced what NASA's female astronaut corps jokingly dubbed an Uncommanded Climax Occurance-UCO often pronounced quietly in giggling conversation as, "UCKO".

   Lewis wondered how such events would be transmitted via her BIS Belt with its numerous biomedical sensors fixed to her body. She was unable to deny the way the four sensors fixed to her body just above her thick dark golden pubic matte affected her. She conceded to herself she might endure an episode of UCKO. Stupid NASA Rocket Geeks, the Agency even had a special name for S-E-X, the Rocket Twerps referred to it as Sica.Spontaneous Intimate Crew Activity, pronounced "SEEKA".