She nodded ok, as she was so breathless to say anything.I kept speeding up, while with my left hand, I felt her left thigh, then her waist, then her b...ob, then her neck, where I rubbed up and down a few times.While I was doing it, she came a few times, her body was moving up and down in my rhythm and my hand was working in God speed now! Her boobs went up, hit her shoulders, came down and hit her stomach, and repeated, all the time. She was moaning in my rhythm.She finally took hold of my hand,. “Not just yet, baby, but one of these days. I’ve still got a few years left. Just don’t you grow up as stupid as your mother and me. You, neither, young man,” he said to me.“No thanks, sir. My father smokes L&Ms and I have no interest in it either,” I responded.He just nodded at that. “Just how many cigarettes are we talking about, anyway?”I looked a little sheepish at that. It was a big number. “Uh, I figure we’re going to need about five cartons per batch, and probably two or three. Copies of sensor test readings, of engine stress analysis readings, fuel reports, structural analysis testing, commodities reports, crew evaluations, and the craziest of them all is my personal thoughts on 'How the ship "feels." ' Worst of all is that all of this is in the computers and the higher-ups still want it all in writing in quadruplicate. Oh well, such is the life of a 'sailor'."Captain?" Yes, Radio." Sir, I have a personnel message here from Cmdr. Larson of Mars Station. She is. I thought I would refrain from asking on whose authority. Abdul Muhsi would have held the council vote in midair. I idly wondered if Jibran had stuck with me. I hoped not. My friend deserved his life. My wives! What would become of them?!But then I took a closer look at Aleser. The Holy! Was the man grinning?!Aleser continued, "Sir! Your new title is that of Senior Elector!" No question now, his eyes were alive with laughter. He raised his arms and offered me a new shirt. The white pentagon.