" Aye, Skipper," she responded and headed aft."Skip, the survivors' clothing should be pretty much dry. I decidedthat would be the best use of my gift...in this case, ma'am," Rachaelsaid nervously to me."Great job, Ensign. Please resume your station. Admiral Demmit and Iwill take it from here," I praised her.She headed forward with a confident smile."Ready, Admiral?" I asked. "I'll follow your lead, sir." Somehow I seriously doubt that, Alex." Which one is Brackenridge, sir?" Second from the. 'Do YOU like Indian food, Moosey?'Sylvia mutters that she does. (But the look on her face tells me she's not looking forward to this particular Indian. I'm wondering what Natasha has in store today for the poor thing at lunchtime. Here's hoping it lives up to Friday!)'I'm right, aren't I?' Tash says to me.'What, princess?''The Moose is utterly gross.''Yeah, you are. Our little experiment isn't working, baby, is it? Guess she'd better go back to dressing like a sack of spuds and leave the. And to think I did all these things while staying a virgin! Ha! Whatever Mr. Jacksons reasons were for saying that to me I had no choice but to humor him. Humor him or not I had about 2 seconds before this guy blew his load in my mouth. For some strange reason I had an inner instinct that told me when I or someone else was about to cum. I tried to pull my head away but it was no use. He had an iron grip on my head and was not letting go. Its not that I did not want his load in my mouth its just. “All the guys presume I've had tons of experience, with the black guys' size rumour, but girls have heard it too and shy away from me. I don’t think I fit the stereotype and I don’t want to hurt anyone; I want to please.” “Why don’t you two go get us some drinks? Let us talk about this, please,” I suggested. As they walked to the bar, I watched Callum’s expressions: disbelief at Jackson, disappointment at Josh, contemplation as the idea started coming out of my mouth, pure wonderment and.