Between the dating group, basketball, and trying to be a good mother in planning Betts’ wedding, time was precious. I took her back to West Lafayett... on the thirteenth to be ready for classes on Wednesday. As soon as I kicked her out of the car—figuratively, of course—I pressed the accelerator and headed east. As near east as I could go. I had to wind back to Delphi before I could hit a pretty straight shot on Indiana 18 across to Kokomo and into the arms of my lover. My breath caught at the. For one, the scenery constantly changed without the need for holographic technology. He was in charge and his word was law within the confines of the Normandie. Few in Euro could contemplate such power and responsibility. The company who owned the ship, Luftshiffbau Zeppelin GmbH, organised passengers and cargo, of course, but otherwise, he was the boss.This voyage was primarily a passenger one, plus their personal freight. They were colonists looking to start a new life in the empty, and. I sensed her resistance as she gave a little groan, then she sort of stretched to reset herself, so I intensified my licking and sucking and she tried to suppress a shudder as a small orgasmic tremor shook her.“Hmm?” I said.“Okay, stop it,” she said with mock irritation. “That’s not fair.” I clambered back up and lay, kissing her again.“I’m going to lick your arse later,” I said gently.“Are you, now?” she retorted.For dinner, we walked to a restaurant one hundred yards away and had some very. The alcohol helped with that. Towards the end of the show Heather cornered me in the hall and pushed me against the wall. Before I could react, she kissed me. I don't think I even acted surprised. I was so horny from the dancing, I started kissing her back before I even thought. As we broke the kiss I stood there. She told me she had a real problem now. Well, apparently my friend saw this. He called me an asshole and told her to fuck off. I drove Heather back to my place. She was distraught..