What I wanted to talk about was some kind of formal exit interview - to see if he can give us any insight into what we did right and what we did wrong... at least from his perspective.”“But will he be honest?”“I would hope so,” I said. “We have to do our best to put him at ease and get him to talk.”“You should talk to him, Steve,” Julia said. “Everyone is comfortable talking to you.”“I suppose that makes sense,” I said. “I don’t want it to be formal, you know, like across a conference table or. Where...?" Kirk stammered, struggling to sit up."Easy there," answered the voice of Doctor McCoy. "You've had abusy day." The ship?" Kirk said, blinking his eyes into focus."Still here or none of us would be," replied McCoy with a grin.Commander Spock, returned to his masculine self, stepped intoview."Captain," he said. "I am most pleased to see you have regainedconsciousness. I apologize for any discomfort my neck pinch mayhave caused you." You ... you neck-pinched me?" asked Kirk."It was. I half yelped, half choked as Gemma nibbled my clit and the juices began to flow from my vagina. The guy stood up and I was horrified that he would rumble us, but he just went to the water fountain and brought me a cup to drink. “Thank you,” I said with difficulty. “You sure you’re OK?” he asked. “Yes.” He looked at the book, whose pages I had vandalised and went back to his desk shaking his head. I could hear Gemma, who was enjoying herself as she ate me out while people coming and going. Her. Sara walks in the front door of Molly's home as Arnie comes out of the hallway leading to their bedroom. "Hi Arnie, what did they have to say this time, something good I hope." Arnie grins as Sara hugs him and kisses him on the cheek, "Hey babe, they said they found a little improvement in the nerves in her right leg and told her the usual, don't give up hope. She's back in the bedroom, kinda down in the dumps, go on back." Sara pours two cups of coffee and winks at him, "I'll pour some coffee.