It had no access to operate the ship’s propulsion, navigation, or external communication systems, but it had taken over internal operations from the...self-sequestered Bossie.Things changed. announced Clarence, and excitement spread throughout the Bunte Kuh.Shortly, a new ‘voice’ sounded in volunteers’ heads and through concubine collars, Following Inkie’s advice, Helva was much more formal than her usual demeanor.Both wondered. Why the gig and not a transporter?At the appointed time, Helva’s. My looks always came up in conversation as though I should be thankful to them for informing me. Some of the time I was flattered, and it kept me confident. Mostly though, I didn’t even care, unless it was somebody like James. He was tall, pale, sought after, and to top it all off, a musician. The fact that he was lusting after me was a bigger thrill than anyone else could give me. One of his approving glances was more validation than being hit on by a dozen men. Someone like him was hard to. I was mid-task, in a groove and not thinking about anything else going on, when I was pulled back into the world when my phone buzzed in my pocket. After stopping what I was doing and fishing the phone out of my pocket, I was surprised to find a text from my friend Don. Don’s another married guy who I’ve played with sporadically in the past, but we don’t chat very often. He was driving around running errands, and was reaching out because he was really horny and was looking for some help with. A real guy that was her opposite. It felt good letting him see her. She had always been very self conscious about her body, especially since she was flat-chested and small-slitted. But that is how God made her, and this time, she was taking advantage of what He had given her and let her inhibitions go to the wayside for the moment.He loved how she was watching him as he stood under the water of the shower. He loved how she looked all wet and shiny from the water also. Her nipples were still.