Ed took his cock in his hand and started to slowly work back and forth on his shaft. The trouble was, watching it get to full hardness was making my p...ssy throb. I knew I was getting wet. "What knickers have you got on Kate?" he asked."White cotton ones. M&S," I replied.Ed closed his eyes. He was fully hard now - a good, sturdy eight inches, just out of reach. "Mmmm just imagining you in them, and then peeling them off you. No chance of showing me I suppose? Please Kate. Keep your jeans on,. "Or equally likely, you could forget his name entirely and, after a few awkward moments of chit chat, escape to the bar. Ok, so maybe that particular situation is kinda specific to me, but I'm talking about the moment. The second you see a person and know them from someplace... somewhere... but... can't entirely fix it. That was my life. That face at the table or the voice behind the corner. Hanging near the bar or sitting in a new class. Here, there, everywhere, it doesn't fucking matter. When. Over." We are staying, thanks. "Tiffany" clear."Clare considered momentarily and then quietly ordered,"Nav, come to heading for Comalee, decrease gravs to two ninety; Mr Windsor, move Blue flight to astern of us for a bit until we see what they are up to."Morg made the entry into the 'puter,"Course for Comalee entered, Ma'am" and then began muttering into his boom mike to Blue flight."Comalee and two ninety, aye Ma'am" Dorothy acknowledged.The bridge console occupants sat quietly watching. . "Don't think about your mom, about Carl, don't think about what you and I saw in the cabin... don't... don't..." Cindy's voice droned on. But Eddie now could feel the firm, warm, full breasts pressing hard against him, could feel her nipple beginning to harden, and he felt the excitement in his hardening young cock increase despite his efforts to control himself and push the memory from his mind. But he could still see them mentally as they looked in the cabin, fucking, and the images were in.