His guards opened a door for him and he walkedinto the cell. He sat down on the bed looking at the two crew members."Do you have an electronic reader...or something? I could use some form ofentertainment," he said giving them his best smile. The female guard'slip twitched into a smile. "We will see what we can do," she said asboth of them walked away.Killian smiled at the captain as she took out a blank holo cube. "I amCaptain Killian Qatar I have in my custody your son Davon I want2,000,000. Warm. Cared for. Loved. But, no. That sort of thing was for queers, damn it!Another night. The hand was caressing him. His cock was hard. Achingly hard. He needed... needed desperately to relieve the pressure, to spill his seed, to come in a gloriously cascading fountain, a triumphant shout of I am! Not yet. No, the hand still stroked, stroked his balls, stroked his shaft, but denied him relief.Now! Now his cock was moving in the pussy, the mysterious pussy that accompanied the hand, the slick. Her body bonelessly draped over mine and except for the feel of her warm breath on my chest and the trembling of her shoulders under my hands, I might have wondered if she was still alive. The trembling grew and an alarm bell went off in my head. I struggled to look up at her face, but she was turned away. Oh god, I thought, she already regrets it. The greatest experience of my life and now I’m going to find out that Amy can’t believe she made such a huge mistake. How could I have thought this. I was the youngest crew member 20yrs. old and since they had no barbershop, cut the some shipmates hair on my off time.One day after dinner RM2 Wilson ask could I trim her hairline,sure no problem I replied come by my stateroom.Surely about an hour later she stopped by,and I began to groom and have a conversation with her.We asked the normal question where are you from? How long you been a crew member etc,etc.Since she only needed a neckline trim I was done in 5 minutes.I stated that this was.