.. available?" Arlie asked."Well. Last time I looked, anyway," Susan said, smiling. "Something could happen, I suppose. I'm not counting on it, you un...erstand. But if I've got access to the wheels, I'll make the phone call." Make the call," Arlie told her. "Andy Maxwell's loss is Bob the Poet's gain." Thanks, Arlie," she said. "Incidentally, his name is Lars Jensen." Cuban guy, huh?" Arlie said. "Is he a full professor? And please, don't thank me! I mean, for what? Your first couple of days off. Seeing how things worked when he gave his people a day off only reinforced my thoughts. Mark definitely cares about his crew, and they were responding to that.”“I try,” I said as my face got hot.“You’ve always done more than try,” Jessica said fondly. “I wish I had ended up on your ship.”“Don’t do less just because you aren’t on my ship,” I said firmly.“I know,” Jessica said. “If I ever make a mistake people might die. I have trained hard.”“How?” Lenore asked. “I’ve watched a few of the. The room was filled with the sound of our bodies slapping and sloppy noises of cocks running in and out of my like pistons. It was smelling out sweat and cum. I was a like a porn star in a middle of high-end porn right now. The guy fucking my mouth then said:“Come on, finish up already, I want to fuck that ass before it’s too loose.”I assumed it was directed to the guy behind me fucking my ass and I was right. He firmly held my lower waist and pulled me back up and really thrust hard and deep.. 6000 words just like that. She couldn’t remember a story being finished so seamlessly and so easily. She hit send and watched it disappear into the digital ether. She sat at the bar, a gin waiting for Leanan, nervously looking up every time the door opened. Suddenly Leanan appeared at her side.“Well, did you send it in?” she asked after taking a large sip of the gin and tonic.“Yep” Catherine replied, slightly thrown by how she hadn’t noticed her arrival. She was just about to say something else.