His boss, a few friends from work. Greg and Amy. Andrea. His ... fiancées ... friends and co-workers, people he'd met maybe once and barely knew. Wha... were they doing here? Every pair of eyes seemed to bore into him, full of concern and understanding, silently assuring him that they were there for him, that he could take as much time as needed to get better and come back, safe and wholeSafe and whole. He'd lost two-thirds of himself, and the remainder was a heart attack victim in a hospital. He saw Olga’s eyes grow dark as she chided, “The longer you keep on chatting the later I’m back in my quarters.”He moved the girl into the cabin and closed the seals. He was not sure how well they had sedated her and decided to create a feedback link with the anaesthetic pump and her heartbeat rate. The faster her heart beat, the more anaesthetic fluid would be administered, which was the best solution in most cases.He looked at the cabin display and chose the final option on the menu: ‘Full. She moaned again, this time with more abandon, her cries echoing her passion off the cement walls of the enclosed courtyard. Clearly making up for his lack of wit or charm with pure skill he quickly brought her to a screaming orgasm with nothing but his tongue. He played her pussy like a master musician on his instrument. In no time flat she was reduced to a quivering mass of flesh, her control of her body collapsing as he worked on her.She was barely aware of what was happening as he lifted. ‘Get the fuck out of here.’ Kaylee didn’t wait, she raced to the door, feeling fingers slipping through the ponytail she wore, tearing at strands of her hair as he tried to gain purchase on her. Then she was past him, almost falling down the flight of stairs as she ran for the front door. Seeing the dead body of the man who’d been just talking about her ass a few minutes earlier made her pause, but the sound of the fight upstairs galvanized her, and she jumped over his legs, slipping a little.