"I couldn't help a small giggle, knowing perfectly well he was jerking off. But I didn't push it and went back to my room. I continued to read my book... looking up when I heard him walk passed my room. I had kept my door open and he smiled in at me as he passed.A couple hours later, I was starting to get tired. I closed my book and was just getting up to turn off my light when someone turned it off for me. It had gotten dark outside so no light came through the windows and all the other lights. The idea that watching me fuck him will drive you crazy with arousal is incredibly exciting to me.” That surprised me, maybe even shocked me. Also, when she said that about ‘fucking him’, that really brought home to me just what we were talking about. My cock was hard as stone, but it also felt like I had a rock in the pit of my stomach. “That would turn you on, me watching you get laid? What about me and Marci, does the thought of seeing that turn you on too?” “It does, but in a different way.. She is half charged, and I worry she may discharge prematurely.Suddenly, the ships Com announced the presence of visitors at the hatch."Now who could that be?" I asked just as Bonnie activated the external viewer.It was her grandfather, along with two other individuals. They wore gray robes, with hoods that were pulled up over their heads, like old time 'monk's robes'.Talk about looking conspicuous! Someone walking around like that would make you wonder if they were high-ranking diplomats.. That I needed it. When I did, he leaned in close and said “I think you are quite interesting, and I really want to go up to my room. It is ready for you and I and I want you to piss on me”I was in shock and laughed…I asked him “Well, what if I don’t have to go?” I politely declined and he got my car from the valet…poor thing was pouting which I ignored and tried not to bust out laughing…As I related the story of my interesting “poetry to piss” coffee date to cocktoesin , he wasn’t laughing as I.