As for Rachel Adams she had now gotten herself up from the ground and was watching over this little bevvy of beauties as they had their way with Jack�...�s naked body. Rachel was also telling Jack to just relax. She told him that no one would ever hear about this so he would never ever get into any trouble for sexual mis-conduct with minors. Jack listened to all this and relaxed into everything as this most interesting night of nights continued on in its most unpredictable course.As Jack lay on the. There was no doubt the painting were magnificent and they were the sort she could admire, at least you knew what they were representing, not like the modern rubbish you almost had to stand on your head to work out what the artist intended, let along try to know what the painting was about. She was standing admiring one of the works when she was startled by a voice behind her. She turned, for a second slightly flushed. The voice belonged to a man the same colour as Omo of yesterday and like Omo. “And now I have you in my clutches Ensign, resistance is futile.”Joe smiled at her,“Ah but I am not an ensign ma’am Borg, I am the XO.”She frowned,“XO? The Executive Officer?”His smile turned to a grin,“The hugs and kisses, resistance is futile!”He stepped forward and swooped her up into his arms, making her squeal in surprise and a few moments later she sighed in pleasure as their lips locked together, though they haven’t seen each other for some time, the kissing was slow and gentle, her. How far could I push her? I ran my fingers down over her spine, stroking out each nobbly bone. She didn’t resist me: she barely seemed aware of me. I ran my hands over her hips, he sank obligingly lower, until she folded at the waist like a rag doll. “Perhaps”, I whispered to her, “You’d be better off lying down flat?” “Mmm”. She let me rearrange her as I wished. I stroked her legs open, leggings still damp with sweat – or was it sweat? She murmured a little as I stroked up the back of her.