The foraging was, increasingly, organized and controlled. It was a poorly kept secret that sometimes our co-ed foraging teams had combined "shore leav..." sexual hi-jinks with their work efforts. Ingmar said nothing to discourage this, but lately his work assignments frequently seemed to involve three people when two might have done as well, and I thought I saw a pattern of combining "odd couples" who were, perhaps, less likely to engage in sexual play away from the ship.Making the offbeat. After each one of our masturbation sessions, Carol and I would talk, something we had rarely done before. We talked about many things, but mostly the opposite sex. I'd ask her intimate questions about girls and she'd ask me the same about boys. I think both of us were pleasantly surprised to discover what an interesting person the other was. We found that we liked one another, and enjoyed our talks almost as much as the sex. We were born brother and sister, but we became close friends, and in. You’re sleepy and fail to notice it’s actually a hand until it’s on your thigh and smoothly, gently caressing your legs. Absent mindedly, maybe it was the wine earlier, maybe it’s the wanting to avoid work, or maybe the torso which made your mind wander earlier… you push your pelvis forward until my thumb meets your sweet spot. Hhhhhh, you breath out slowly as I begin to gently move my thumb in circles.Time passes, you’re in a state of drowsiness and have now lent back dreamily enjoying the. I’m being forced to my feet.?Everyone watched as she slowly, jerkily, bent over the table. Suddenly, the clasp on the black pearl necklace failed and it dropped onto the white cloth, leaving her neck unadorned.She straightened and began shuffling backward, her slow steps looking eerily like a zombie’s gait. As she backed up, her legs pushed the chair aside. The scraping was loud in the silent room.After a few steps, her arms rose from her sides and kept rising as she continued to shuffle.