She was wearing a single piece nightie. A pale pink baby doll, empire waist, low cut neck line, short capped sleeves, and a hemline that barely reache... the tops of her thighs. She was barefoot, had no make-up on, and her hair was in two pig tails. Cal found himself in an immediate state of agitation. God, she always looked so damn beautiful.He told her, “You always look so pretty. Every time I see you I ask myself how I got so lucky.”Maureen had deliberately changed into this particular nightie. “Pod six?” the woman asked.“Yes, we’re White Six.”“Good. Follow me please.”The tall woman led Sonia to one of the pods set out near the transporter. This was the first time she’d seen one from the outside: a big metal cigar, rather like a freight container, but larger, cylindrical and with rounded ends. Looking around, she saw that there were fewer pods here than there were huts in the camps back on Earth.At the pod entrance the woman told Sonia, “You all need to wait inside until we have. .And that she was asking him questions about me on the low,since he and i are buddies and all. This felt like a boost of confidence that pushed me from engaging in non-work related conversations to starting walk her home every night,since she lived 5 blocks away from work. I've learned that she lives with her aunt and sister,she is single,fresh from a turbulent relationship,not looking for anything solid,but willing to explore other territories than the standard procedural formula of dating.. As usual my master wear lungi and sleep and I wear shorts.I slept with my master because I can’t sleep alone. I am scared. My master again started his play. We were discussing about sex and again my master was holding my cock and he took my hand and start pressing against his cock. I felt nice this time. I said him that this is wrong a guy and guy never do like this. He said I am teaching something new and he said me that I will enjoy.He started his play and this time extreme. He undressed his.