Soon Agatha and Tony joined us in the kitchen where Agatha played mum pouring out three cups of tea. It brought back memories for me of visiting an el...erly aunt and they way they fuss around you in that old world charm way. I informed everyone it was time to make a start.Agatha asked to be allowed to warm up first, with a twinkle in her eye she said "I would like to be filmed playing with my toy and have John here suddenly enter the room and ravish me" John nodded.With that Agatha and Tony left. There he proudly waited for his uniform and gun only to find he didn’t get that either. On top of the cold his entire body ached from lifting the cargo. He wasn’t even kept particularly busy while in space, and hyperspace sickness constantly got to him, making him vomit, a pile of which steamed slowly from its bucket in the corner. He would be eating that vomit for breakfast along with the piss and defecation of not just himself but the entire crew. Sure it was broken down chemically, filtered. I meanwhile was looking at the men trying to identify the guy who had just had his dick inside me. They were not telling at that moment. Not to belabor a point, I wanted to thank him. I turned and followed the majority of the group into the free area in front of the “bed”. I heard the blond's name as she made her way to Paul- “Jeannie” with a couple of friendly cat calls from the other ladies “Get him girl” and “Rock his world”. All and all the atmosphere was that of a relaxed sporting event.. “I just didn’t tell you because Francis asked me not to” “Aw, honey” Carlota pulled her brother towards her. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here to smack that little bit— Uh, I mean, arsehole in the face” “Thanks, ate” he said with a smile. “But I can take care of a wimp like him” “I haven’t introduced myself yet, have I?” spoke Francis, he pulled away from his sister’s arms and held out one to Conor. “I’m Francis, your wife’s gay adopted brother” “Nice to meet ya, Francis” Conor took his hand and gave it.