Today, I'm wearing a pair of Chic jeans (I'm down to size 10 now!) and just a white t-shirt over my white training bra and white high-cut panties.***T...at should get you caught up. Yesterday I moved in with Lisa. She had one of her girlfriends visiting to help make the unloading go a little faster. Lisa's friend reminded me of Jennifer Connelley, so I'll call her Jennifer here. She had long, straight black hair and rich black eyebrows. She, Lisa, and I were just wearing jeans and t-shirts. She had been filling the time interviewing fire chiefs, then a group interview with Ching Lee, Marcy, Vicky and Jenny.The camera was now on passengers who were very happy when they stepped on the concrete, high-fiving and cheering. The scene was repeated on the ZNN world wide news channel playing on the big screen on the TV in the restaurant.While the passengers were eating, making calls and wearing out the bathrooms, the girls and I had a meeting in Lorrie's office. We needed to figure out how. I was losing the struggle and she knew it. She looked up at me with a smile, mouth wrapped around my cock and winked at me. I was so close to spewing my hot seed deep into her throat. Her nose flared with every breath and stroke her mouth made. I saw the lust and pleasure I was giving her as she ministered to me. It was a beautiful picture. The reason, she was moving so fast, was Dylan working her ass and pussy. She held me tightly in her mouth and was moaning deeply in her throat. I held out. ”To Zezz the Klack XO said. “Can we not request him to have his third year posting right here on the Hyperion? I hate to lose him. Lt. Dirksen respects him greatly and so does everyone aboard.”“I hear you my friend. Believe me I tried to request him, but his third year posting has been pre-determined and I have clear orders to deliver him no later than today.”The entire bridge crew shook my hand or padded my shoulder.Zezz said. “Mr. Rider front and center. You do have the souvenir?”“Yes Sir I.