We met for a late-night drink. Just one. A martini, cold and harsh in an empty bar. We made small talk and allowed our legs to touch beneath the tabl.... Her bare legs rubbed against the fabric of my pants and I saw spots of colour that had nothing to do with alcohol appear on her cheeks…a tinge of rouge colour on the pale, oval face framed by jet-black hair. She put her fingers on my forearm while we talked, then traced her lips slowly with a fingertip. We finished our drinks and I eyed her. “I mean, not about Michelle, but about kissing. We don’t need any repeats of Jesse telling the world what you’re doing!”I got out of the shower and Jessica handed me a towel, smirked, and then she and Kara got into the shower together.“Seriously?” I groaned.“You need to have your talk with Michelle,” Jessica said. “THEN we’ll see about showering, or anything else, together.”“What?!” I gasped, shocked.“He’s still easy to wind up, isn’t he, Kara?”“Forget it!” I chuckled. “I’m going downstairs to. I watched as he rubbed the big head of his cock that she liked so well up and down her wet slit trying to slide it in. He pushes forward and slides his thick cock inside of her I hear her moan as he fills her pussy stretching her wide open. I saw her eyes close as she waited for him to start moving his cock in and out. Dan slowly moved his cock in and out I coulc see her pussylips clinging to his cock with every stroke she pulled her legs father back letting him in deeper. I was stroking my own. .. How do you account for the Condition Zulu accident that the Destiny encountered? Surely that was bad luck.'Pinnace-Merlin: 'Hmmm ... something to ponder.'... "Shuttle: the crew of the Meriah I wishes you good luck on your mission."There was a longish pause while the shuttle thought about this message.Shuttle-Merlin: "Thank you, Meriah I."Pinnace-Merlin (to me): 'I have revised my opinion on luck.'...Gabby: 'I think that's all of 'em, Jay. Heads off ... let's get a beer.'Jay: 'What's next?.