“What?” I said in confusion.“You soaked your panties and left a rather large wet spot” She said.My panties I had forgotten I was wearing them.... I felt her hand across my bum as she slowly slid my panties off. I could now feel the moisture they held in spreading out on my thighs. She giggled as more of my panties were off and my little cunny was in her plain view. Her hands slowly worked their way around my lips in a clockwise motion stopping and starting teasing me on with each movement. She. I slowly turned around. Jen was standing there in front of me. She had not bothered to put her top back on. I looked into her big brown eyes, then down to her beautiful breast. Nervously I looked back to her face. “Jen, you should not be here like this.”“Why not Jeff, you don’t think I am pretty?”“Oh no, Jen, I think you are beautiful, but you are only 17. You are too young for me.”With that she stepped closer to me, I could feel her warm breath on my neck.“I am not too young Jeff. I know. He thought if they went wherever she wanted, she had no reason to be as pissed off as she evidently was.So they went to Katsuyua Sushi, in Brentwood – one of her favorite places. She actually managed to be in a better mood and they had a great night. She explained how the movie was staring a new up and coming actor, and this guy had seriously let one good review go to his head. His ego was out of control and it was her job to keep him happy. She did impressions of him demanding stupid stuff and. The Toreans have no shipyards of their own, and the sight of their flag on a second-hand haulier or cruise vessel is often the only hint that anything may be different within. You always hear one or two maintenance techs swearing oaths that they serviced it and saw a brothel of chattel slaves inside, or customs clerks confiding that one entry on the manifest is code for human cargo.In the years you've been starfaring, you began to think of the planet itself as a bit of a tall tale in its own.