'W.'" He said my name like it was distasteful to him."You don't like the fact that I go by my initial, do you?" I asked him.He answered, "No. I'm so...ry. It just seems artificial and contrived." It's a long story," I answered. "I got stuck with it way back in grade school and there are some things that are with you forever."He smiled back. Evidently we had gotten over whatever his hangup was with the alphabet."So, what do you need from me?" I asked."I understand that you write stories," he. . . . Ok, here." She quickly pulled her top off and lay back down on the bed with her eyes closed. Dave saw a blush spread down to the tops of her lovely breasts, already a respectable C-cup at least. The nipples were sticking up and very pink. He moved from his chair and stood over her. She didn't open her eyes, she just said, "You can touch them if you want."Dave needed no more encouragement. He reached out with both hands and cupped them, moving up over the nipples, feeling them push back. I stood from my study table for a cup of coffee and saw the sleeping queen.My brother’s mother-in-law was sleeping so peacefully without even making a sound while breathing. The table light fell on her silky night-gown, she was shining like a jellyfish.After checking out my sister-in-law’s mother’s beauty, my eyes rolled onto her milky breasts. They were not too big or small just perfect, and due to her sleeping posture, they were jumping out of her nightgown wanting to be free. I could feel my. "And who says she needs looking after," Ship said in his mind, with a hint of smugness behind her mental voice. "I have tested her. She is young, but she has proven herself in both simulated battle, as well as real. She, like your other wife standing beside you, is a warrior. And she has sufficient training to manually take us to our destination, should the need arise. But ... I am still awaiting my Chief Engineer trainee." Uh, I'm working on that," the Prime responded as he and Kayla started.