“Th, Thank you Ms Anderson.” she stuttered, “And thank you ladies, uh, although I’ll try to remember all of your names please forgive me if I ...ave trouble for a day or two. Um, is there anything else Ms Anderson?”For just a moment a warm smile passed across Ms Anderson’s face before she turned back to the assembled staff.“That will be all for now ladies, you may return to your duties.” She told them.“Ms Anderson could you join us in the Lounge for tea while you bring Heather up to date on the. “But his is real little,” her eyes dropped to his crotch as she said in a low whisper, “nothing like yours, Uncle.” Her eyes remained on his middle for a while longer, than looked up at him. “Was that,” she pointed to his still obvious hard on, “was that because you saw me naked?” she asked in a slightly trembling voice, “Because you looked at me?!” He sighed deeply, ‘honesty time, old man’ he thought to himself and met her eyes directly as he removed his hands from trying to hide himself and. " Sir, weapons are offline," shouted Lieutenant Sonja Anderson."Engines offline," came from the engineering station."Sensors are down," came from Commander Basket from the sensor station."Sir I have reports from throughout the ship. Weapons, shields, everything is going off line and won't reboot ... wait a second, weapons are online. OH MY GOD!" Commodore Jeff Jones said as he looked at the main screen that changed to show two destroyers.The American battleship Abraham Lincoln turned and fired. It was a while before Ben became aware that Sue's hips were making quick, jerky little movements. The growing pleasure in her tits was spilling down into her loins. A slow fire was building in her too-long-denied cunt.Ben was happy to help out. Still sucking on her tits, he slipped one hand down over her belly, then began stroking her soft thighs. Her skirt was so short that it bared her legs almost all the way up to her crotch.Out of habit, Sue kept her legs more or less closed. But as Ben.