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The Raunchy Deleted Scene Officially Deemed Too Sexy For Star Trek
By Chris Snellgrove
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Sex has been a part of Star Trek since the beginning: Orion slave girls, tiny skirts, and romance with babes around the galaxy were part and parcel of The Original Series. Since then, the franchise tried to be more overtly erotic, like when Star Trek: Enterprise made disrobing and giving each other body massages a regular part of the plot. However, Deep Space Nine eventually took things too far by filming a nude scene with the character Leeta that was removed from an episode for being “too sexy for Star Trek.”
This happened during the production of “Let He Who Is Without Sin,” a controversial DS9 episode featuring the pleasure planet known as Risa. When Worf and Jadzia Dax decide to work on their relationship through a vacation to the planet, Chase Masterson’s Leeta character (along with Dr. Bashir and Quark) tags along. Despite dating Bashir, she has a variety of sensual encounters with the natives before revealing that she and the good doctor had broken up and were both engaging in a Bajoran ritual known as the “Rite of Separation.”
Leeta’s Risan Vacation

Leeta had always been a blatant part of Deep Space Nine’s eye candy, and this Dabo girl often wore outfits meant to accentuate her bountiful assets. However, she took things to the next level in “Let He Who Is Without Sin” during a scene featuring a handsome native in a purple mesh tank top. His function in the story (before he learns about the Rite of Separation) is to make Worf suspect that Leeta is cheating on Dr. Bashir.
In the broadcast episode of “Let He Who Is Without Sin,” we see Leeta getting a sensual massage from this man at the beginning of the second act. Worf predictably freaks out because he is worried about this Bajoran baddie two-timing Dr. Bashir. However, if Worf had walked in during the original version of this scene, he probably would have died of shock.
The Scene Officially Too Sexy For Star Trek

When the first version of this scene was filmed, Leeta was completely naked and awaiting her massage. The man in the tank top obliges her before the two hold hands in an unmistakably intimate gesture. Speaking of intimate, he’s seeing a lot, which better explains Worf’s reaction. Worf’s not just seeing what he thinks is a blatant affair, but he’s also seeing way more of Leeta than he ever intended.
There was plenty of naughty content the Deep Space Nine writers and producers wanted to include in “Let He Who Is Without Sin” to illustrate that Risa was an uninhibited and permissive planet. However, the network told them early on they wouldn’t be able to include most of it, which rightfully annoyed showrunner Ira Steven Behr. He would later gripe that not only did they have to cover up everyone’s bodies with swimsuits, but that the swimsuits weren’t even particularly attractive.

However, the cast and crew decided to go for it with the unclothed Leeta scene. They went ahead and filmed Leeta and her Risian buddy getting cozy without proper attire.
The scene was very, very hot, and you can still get a glimpse of it in the original 30-second preview for “Let He Who Is Without Sin.” But it never showed up in the final broadcast, and Chase Masterston has been receiving questions for decades about what happened to this naughty little moment on Deep Space Nine.
The Star Trek Actress Too Hot For TV

Eventually, Chase Masterson spilled the beans in an interview with StarTrek.com, telling the outlet that after doing the scene, she was called into executive producer Rick Berman’s office. There, she received some bad news wrapped in a compliment: “We have to reshoot the massage scene because it’s too sexy for Star Trek,” he said. Jokingly, Masterson replied, “thank you” before adding, “I mean–I’m sorry!”
Again, the franchise has had plenty of raunchy scenes over the decades. But this is the one scene, straight from Berman’s mouth, that is officially too sexy for the franchise. Despite the lessened sex appeal, Masterson thinks that the changes to this scene were for the better.
Looking back on it, the actor now thinks that the new scene is “much more elegantly done than the original.” That may be the case, but most fans would prefer the original. It’s enough to make us ask: if the Deep Space Nine producers went ahead and shot that kind of scene, just how freaky were the ideas that got shot down before they were ever filmed?!?
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What I Won’t Tell My Friend About Dementia


“My dad got diagnosed on Tuesday, and I’m scared.” My friend’s text comes in the middle of the night.
I sit on the toilet at 3 a.m., considering how to welcome her to the most awful club.
My own mother was diagnosed with dementia a few weeks into COVID, shortly after my husband and I had asked her and my dad to move nearby and help with the kids, drowning as we were in online kindergarten. My mom had been a little “off” for years, and then forgetful, then increasingly paranoid. But she’d always been in love with the grandkids and our family. It was both a devastating surprise of a diagnosis, and not.
Now, years into this experience, the texts come regularly when friends’ parents are diagnosed. Every time I pause. What can I say that will help? What can I share of my experience that isn’t just the pain, the pain, the pain? There are so many things I want to tell her, and so many that I feel I can’t.
I lie awake feeling the chasm between myself now and myself the moment of my mom’s diagnosis, trying to find rocks to stand on in this river — something solid I can share with my friend, something that might steady her as the current pulls.
I’ll tell her what came before the diagnosis, because I know my friend’s loss has already started. The months or years before a diagnosis are their own kind of hell, not knowing what is happening. Questioning one’s own mother — wondering if she’s aging or sick or just being difficult — is a loss of its own, even before doctors are involved.
I’ll tell her about my mom showing up when my daughter was born, paranoid that our house had bed bugs despite no evidence, no bites. I took my newborn to the library when she was two days old so my husband and dad could inspect everything. I felt angry, abandoned, confused — I’d just given birth, but she was the one acting crazy. Now I know she wasn’t crazy, she was sick.
I’ll tell my friend that I hope now she is less lonely. My mom’s diagnosis at least gave a name to the pain I had been feeling of losing someone I loved, and it allowed me to talk about it more openly with friends. While there was so much grief in her diagnosis, there was also a clearer way to understand what my family had been moving through.
Along with the diagnosis came endless, impossible decisions. We spent a long time terrified of moving my mom into a care facility. She was the matriarch of our family, deeply in love with my dad and her garden, and it felt dehumanizing to take her away from what she knew. But she was wandering alone into the snow, waking up in the middle of the night to unplug every single appliance in the house, convinced the computer was going to catch fire. My dad wasn’t sleeping. My siblings and I became just as worried about his health as our mom’s.
There was a precise pain I felt the last time my mom was in my house — knowing it would be the last time, knowing she didn’t know that. She was joyful. We’d had Christmas with all the grandkids, and she and my dad had worn train conductor hats as the kids collected hot chocolate from them, Polar Express style. But she was also having bizarre mood swings and flashes of anger — at one point she tried to put out the fire with a large butcher knife.
The move to a care facility was clearly the right call. The experience reminded me of my kids starting daycare. It felt like a HUGE deal beforehand, then once she was there it was clear she was so happy. I slept better knowing my dad could rest and my mom was chatting with her new friend Martha over puzzles, and happy singing in the afternoon sessions. I fell in love with the people who cared for her, just as I had with my kids’ daycare teachers.
I’ll also tell my friend some small things that helped. When my mom had first shown signs of dementia, we encouraged her to complete a StoryWorth book. We now read her stories to her, and they calm her. My daughter reads them in her own bed every night. Sometimes that makes me cry. When she was still home and starting to wander, we put an AirTag in her shoe. We try to take care of the staff of her facility with the same care they give her — stocking the staff lounge with snacks, writing thank you cards, offering genuine gratitude.
Lying in bed in the middle of the night, I hold onto these practical steps like a life raft, because the emotional truth is harder. I’ll tell my friend that nothing anyone says will feel good. Things I hear regularly — “this has been so hard for so long” and “it’s happening so fast” — make me want to throw things even though (or, really, because) they are true.
But I’ll tell her what did help: friends who showed up without words. Junk food waiting at my parents’ house before a tough visit. Fancy shower products after I mentioned crying in the shower. Their presence in the hardest moments made me feel less alone.
Mostly, when I talk to my friend, I will tell her I am so sorry.
But I will not tell her everything. I will not tell her what’s coming, because if I had known how painful this was going to be, I would have welcomed the bed bugs, the fire, the knife.
I will not tell her about emergency calls to my therapist; the reports we get from my father’s daily visits; my mom currently being on her thirteenth month of hospice. I will not tell her I now understand the word agony.
Instead, I might tell her this: My mom was a woman who loved to help. A theater director and school librarian, she loved nothing more than telling people what to do. In some ways, helping friends now feels like honoring her — trying to make sense and meaning of her story.
When I’m talking to my friend, I also know I will have the exact same feeling that I still have when sitting by my mom’s bedside — there is so much more to say, so much left unsaid. I will want to say to my friend, as I want to say to my mom, she is doing great. The love won’t go away, it never could. Everything else may go, but as the current pulls us both forward, I can tell her this: the love remains.
And of course, I will tell my friend the one thing I cannot truthfully tell my mom, as much as I want to — she will survive this. She will. Most days, I remember I will too.
Kathleen Donahoe is a writer and poet living in Seattle. She has previously written for Cup of Jo about how she stopped drinking. She is writing her first novel and warmly invites you to follow her free Substack newsletter, A Little Laugh.
P.S. Rebecca Handler’s beautiful essay on loving her father through his final years of Alzheimer’s, and a parenting realization that really moved me.
(Photo by Darina Belonogova/Stocksy.)
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Big Salad’s Birthday Sale!


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The genius advice my therapist gave me when my marriage ended.
What it felt like to have sex for the first time post-divorce.
How do you know if it’s time to get divorced?
Four ways I’ve learned to deepen friendships.
The book that profoundly changed my friend’s sex life.
Reader question: “I want to talk dirty in bed, but I’m nervous.”
Nine habits that are making my 40s my favorite decade.
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How to style a shirt like a Copenhagen girl.
7 things we spotted people wearing in Paris (plus, two magic Paris itineraries).
13 beauty products we always finish.
Do I get botox or filler? Readers asked, and I answered. 🙂
At age 46, I finally figured out my hair.
Gemma’s #1 drugstore beauty find.
Our 13 favorite swimsuits.
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Ashley C. Ford on why poverty makes it hard to figure out what you like.
Anne Helen Petersen’s book-filled island cottage.
Three people share how they changed their careers. Then, three more women share!
Brooke Barker’s great conversation starter.
Hunter Harris tells us what movies and shows to watch right now.
Abbey Nova’s jaw-dropping garden makeover.
Natasha Pickowicz wants you to throw yourself a party.
My sister’s parenting hack that I can’t stop thinking about.
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The Apple MacBook Air M4 is close to $150 off right now at Amazon — act fast to score this low price
SAVE OVER $100: As of Feb. 10, the Apple MacBook Air M4 is on sale for $849.99 at Amazon. This 15% discount saves you $149.01 off its list price of $999.
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Amazon has knocked nearly $150 off the price of the Apple MacBook Air M4. If you’ve been hoping to upgrade your laptop for the year ahead, this is a great time to scoop up this popular model at a cheaper price.
The 2025 13-inch MacBook Air usually comes with a price tag of $999, but it’s currently available for $849.99. In total, this saves you $149.01 off its list price. If you’re in the Apple ecosystem already, it’s a laptop that’s certainly worth picking up on sale.
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We consider the 2025 13-inch MacBook Air to be the best MacBook for students, thanks to “its greater portability and even cheaper price,” but it’s an option for everyone. Whether you’re using it for work or personal use, the M4 chip offers up speedy and smooth processing power, and with up to 18 hours of battery life, it’ll keep you going throughout the day.
Its Liquid Retina display offers up crisp, colorful visuals. This particular model comes with 16GB of Unified Memory and a 256GB SSD.
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Don’t miss this excellent deal on the Apple MacBook Air M4 at Amazon.
