I slowly sat beside her and put my hand on her shoulder.This was the beginning and she placed her head on my shoulder and the whole scene was romantic... slow music, faint perfume and above all a pretty woman beside me. I touched her cheeks and slowly moved my hands down to her neck.She was quicker than me, she pulled my face towards her and placed her lips over mine. We kissed and sucked each other’s lips for about 20 mins. I started unbuttoning her dress and she blushed, smiled and closed her. Her ship had been blown South by a heavy storm, unusual for the season, and blown her right into our hands. Or that was the story they told. I didn't buy it. The crew had been all female. Lower ranks, who didn't know anything. They died at the hands of the Navy officers, within a few days. Days of agony, I suppose, but the reports didn't bother to go into details, they were too unimportant. An all female crew. Whatever the Navy said, that wouldn't have been a military patrol, or expedition. And. Not the first time Inoticed that whilst my face was incongruous, that was because my bodycould carry female clothing very well, really remarkable well I thought asI dropped the second breast form into place. The first one was alreadywarming up to skin temperature, and clung slightly with the pressingsupport of the bra. I bounced on tip toe and my boobs jiggled with me. Ibounced off down the stairs, my skirt brushing my legs above the knee,dense but surprisingly thin tights hiding all trace of. It was the way it was. However, she had to agree. She also liked her figure. Thanks to construction like this it would be hard to keep herself in great shape but she maintained it and she did it soooo darn well. “Good morning Terra,” her boss said. “How’s it going this morning?” “Good sir,” she said. “Where do you want me at this morning?” she asked in a monotone tone of voice. He knew exactly where and smiled. She knew probably what he was thinking as she looked at him as if trying to read his.