I was nervous, but took a chance and leaned in, kissing him on the lips. I smiled when he didn't stop me and planted several more soft, lip gloss cove...ed kisses on his full lips and mouth. I wanted him, I was so turned on, feeling so sexy and desirable. I then placed a small tube of lube I had gotten in his hand and turned around, facing away from him, on all fours. Without either of us saying a word, Brett moved to his knees behind me. I arched my back slightly, inviting him to take me. Brett. It wasn't the climaxes, either. I'd lost track of what had happened, who I'd done it with, or who I'd done it with. Guys focus on the climaxes; I'd learned to enjoy the process, too.I was too fogged out, too blessed out to be exact, to pay attention to such things as class. Something managed to percolate to the top, and I used a wall to lever myself upright. I had to get to class. I had to ... I stopped. At Claiborne you know the time without looking at a clock. But they put those around. Johnston's new assistant. Of course,all of them had offered some variant of what Mr. Faulk had said,claiming it was to welcome me to the company or other such nonsense.Even if their stares hadn't been so fucking obvious and their excuses sofucking shallow, I still would've known it was a lie. After all, therehad been no stream of executives welcoming Billy on his first day. Itwas only Ashley that people flocked to see.The executives weren't the only ones doing it either, although they. The female crewmembers were less affected, in some cases displaying behaviour similar to drunkeness, but this was a temporary condition that has since passed. The only surviving male crewman is Ensign Davis, our relief helmsman. Dr. Akira suggests that this is partly due to his unusual genetic makeup - he is 1/4 Vulcan.Unfortunately, one effect of the madness was that Chief Engineer Dumont brought the warp engines up to 110% and sent us into deep space at Warp 9.8, nearly destroying the ship..