"She then pulled a sheer silk dress over my head. I had never worn anything so glamorous or so sexy. It was short barely covering my ass and the front...dipped so it showed most of my tits. She gave me high stilletos to put on and told me to walk across the room and back. When I got back she pulled my shoulders and told me to arch my back. "I want you to walk with your tits pushed out. You have nice big ones and show them off." was her instructions. I then arched my back and walked across the. Each inch exposed more of her natural beauty. She was no skinny kid. Ashley was barely 5’ tall and what I considered stocky until the dress actually was all the way open. She held it wide open revealing the red lacy bra and matching sheer boy shorts. Her bra was straining to hold her huge honey dew melon sized tits up. Ashley actually had a small waist but her huge tits and ample hips made her look stocky in her clothing. I reached out to touch her and she slapped my hand away. “You want to. “Launch fighters and bombers. Let’s see how they cope with those annoyances,” Nimkel ordered.“And the deep space heavy fighters?” Captain Harst enquired.“Keep them back for now to exploit any gap in the formations. They have the heavier weaponry to do some real damage but only if they can get through.”“Fighter waves under way. Spheres have begun moving towards the combined fleets,” Tactical announced.“Special weapons are to fire as soon as they have a sure target; independent command is given. ..”Octavia nodded shortly. Was Calix unreliable? Was it possible his CAP score was incorrect?“AI, should we re-test Calix?” She sub-vocalized the question. No reason to get Sophia or the others panicking.“For what purpose, Lieutenant?”“Well, his – his breakdown,” Octavia replied. She smiled a patronizing little smile at Sophia to cover her conversation.“In discussions with the Earth-at AI and analysis of his current scores, I believe they are currently accurate,” the AI said after a rather long.