”Mmmngh ye-nng aarh -” He laughed as I struggled to reply, making no attempt to ease my efforts.”Not quite fair of me to ask you when you’re l...ke this, but I think I get your gist.“Anyhow, I know you want to please me, but today isn’t about pleasing me. Well, at least not in the way your dirty little mind is thinking. You know how I love to make you hate me, will you let me do that again tonight?”His words both excited and terrified me, but I was a long-lost cause and the moment he retracted. ”“That I can do,” I said. “Let me know as each repair is completed.”“On it,” Ensign Daniels said. “Although I’m going to have Truit and Ambrose stand down for at least four hours. They have gone above and beyond in keeping everything together and getting the engines repaired.“Understood,” I said. “I’d like to see the majority of the crew working only about eight hours out of every twenty-four when we can do that. And I never want to hear that someone worked more than sixteen.”“You need to hold. Oh. I looked down on myself. The comfy, baggy, well-washed hoodie with the college logo I was wearing and the plain gray T I had on underneath that were literally the only things I was rocking today. Yep, today was no-bra day no. 32. I could literally smuggle live chickens underneath this hoodie and no one would notice, so of course I didn’t bother to wear one.Well, I brought this on myself. If I hunched a little, he wouldn’t notice, probably. They were barely B-cups. With a fortifying breath,. Sarah lived in a village called Sarratt, near the M25 in Hertfordshire, a nice quiet place just on the edge of the 'Green Belt'. We had arranged to meet in one of the local pubs a bit later than normal, and by the time I got there it was after 9. Sarah was waiting for me at a quiet table by the window looking as ever stunningly made up and with a drink already on the table. We chatted away as usual, playing footsie and generally teasing and flirting, until Sarah said 'There's something I'd like.