I pulled my t-shirt over my head in one motion. He stared at my breasts as though he could barely keep himself from grabbing them.“Lizzie, this is s... wrong.”“Do you like them, Dad? I know they’re not as big as Eve’s. Let’s see how they feel pressed against you.”First I put my leg all the way over him so I was now straddling his hips. His hard-on was more obvious than ever. Then I leaned all the way down onto his bare chest, pressing my boobs against him. Next, I kissed him softly on the mouth.. "I thought, "This is too weird."Then the voice was in my head, "You are telepath. You know the pass-code, please provide pass-code."I was stumped, I didn't know what to think, and the ship was now in my head. It was thinking thoughts to me that only a federation officer should be able to do.I thought, "I need a hint?"The Vargon ship replied, "You are telepath. You need only ask for reset of pass-code, and then give me a new code."'What the hell was this?' I thought.I gave up, shrugged my. "Thank, Rowdy, can you get us to the restaurant without wrecking the car?" I said."Low blow, Cruise," he said. "But you do know your movies."We pulled up to the restaurant about seven-fifteen and Michael used the valet parking. We went in and I checked to see if the ladies were there. Since I didn't see them, we went to the bar. I asked Michael what he drank. He told me to get him the same as me. "I drink sweet white wine, usually a Spatlese," I told him."That'll work for me," he said. He. He nearly died on the spot when he heard the familiar bassline, shaking it way to him through the floorboards closely followed with the bass drum. He had had his hand on the handle of the second door along, and had just turned it, when the first bass notes ripped through the silence, shattering it into a million pieces like a sledgehammer. He turned his head towards the sound and peered into the gloom beyond. There didn't appear to be any sign of life, but then why the music. Releasing the.