She wanted to show them how sexual she could be. At the moment, she felt free of all inhibitions. Her inner slut was on display, and it was thrilling....he slim 22-year-old tried to maintain eye contact with her audience, but her passion became so great she could no longer keep her eyes open. Her head lolled back as she continued abusing herself with two hands. Her bare 34B tits were heaving as her chest rose and fell.She was subtly thrusting her hips as if an invisible lover was pumping her with. “Thank you! I got my essay debrief with Cor…Mr Flaherty.” “Hmmm…you smell good too!” Said Gemma, as she nuzzled my ear at the back of the class. “Do you think he’ll notice me?” I asked. “Notice you! He’ll be drooling baby!” Said Gemma. “Ha ha good!” I gave Gemma a kiss on the cheek and I went to see Cory in his little office at the far end of college. I gave myself a last minute check in the girls’ room, to make sure my socks were exactly level and to make sure I had just the right amount of. I landed at the port and did a check before shutting down. I climbed out and looked at the six people I would be taking further than anyone had ever gone. Five were adults and one was a teenage girl with long green hair. I helped them load their packs and the grav sled. I checked around the large vertical landing flyer while they climbed in.We were going almost two thousand kilometers east and a little south. It was in the mouth of a large river and the ruins seemed to flow back and forth over. And the dark of her room was enticing. Only the soft glow of the monitor and candlelight illuminated her work. Her supposed work, that is. Because while she was clicking away at the keyboard in an attempt to make a deadline, the words that came most easily were not of the nature to be read by a general audience. She would have loved nothing more that to be sitting on the couch with him, watching a movie and waiting for it be over. There would be that dreadful, delicious silence before time.