“Fuck,” Dey muttered.The inside of the Peace and Love smelled like a barely interrupted orgy. The smell of sweat and human bodies that had gone to... long without a shower was almost thicker than the smell of weed and beer and other intoxicants. The people who met Dey as she, Xee and Sky stepped through the hatch from the Enterprise’s gangplank to the side of the ship looked exactly like what Dey had imagined. They were middle aged, grungy, and dressed in diaphanous silken robes and wore red. He would periodically grab my hair or slap my ass as he drove his hard dick into my gaping asshole.The door to my office opened without warning. I was instantly scared that someone unexpected was going to walk in. I am always aware I shouldn’t be fucking students at school and half-expecting to get caught and lose my job. It is a constant fear in the pit of my stomach even though I do it anyway. I think the risk has been turning me on more than I realized.I quickly realized when I looked up. I woke up feeling rested and ready for what ever the day or Harry bought for me today. I ordered a pot of coffee and toast with some fruit and as I sat thinking about my feelings for Harry, I wondered if I could go back to my life with my husband, or if I could stay here and become a wife or a mistress to Harry. God knows I would do anything he wanted of me, and I never felt that way with my husband. I never felt so uninhibited I my life as I did with Harry, or as fulfilled either. Maybe I. The stage hand who got assigned to help was waiting for me in the wing. I gulped when I saw them. They are so hot, and I’m about to be naked in front of them? Just a few feet away, I feel the resonant voices of those I admire, and in my core the butterflies that accompany the moments before any performance.“Don’t worry,” they say, clearly sensing my anxiety. “I know a shortcut.”From the moment I pass through the curtains I feel their hands on me. Even as I think this they’re unfastening.