I felt him kick my legs apart with his as I heard him growl, “Spread your legs.” I raised my head and looked down to see his cock, rock hard, , a...d pointed straight at my dripping pussy. I leaned back and spread my legs up and out as far as I could and murmured, “Fuck me!” He grinned but didn’t move but coyly asked, “What? What did you say?” I answered softly, “fuck me.” He knelt back on his heels and I could just see him slowly stroking his rigid cock. “What? I didn’t hear you. What. The Blue Ion folks were still working on the problem of shutting down the Drive. So far, it refused every conceivable option. So now they were working out of the box, way out. She just requested that if they tried something that might kill them, to please let her know first. The only piece of information they gave was a puzzle:She told Jabin, “They said the physics of our drive isn’t quite right. Possibly why it isn’t controllable.”He questioned her, “Physics not right? Hell, NOTHING here is. She takes to the floor, experienced enough to not to wait for a hush that refuses to come, the best recognition is knowing you can’t hear your own moans above the sexual noise pollution you create. Smiling, she drops to her knees. No leisurely foreplay, not to say she won’t be a tease. There is no name we can attach to her. She is most willingly objectifiable.Experienced and most clearly an expert, her top, you think you remember as black, is peeled from her olive-skinned torso. She places it. Abdi felt himself being turned over with a shoe. It was the man in the captain’s whites. ‘Who…’ he coughed, his jaw sending pain up and down his brain. ‘Who…. are… you?’ The captain smiled. He was white, with the brightest, bluest eyes Abdi had ever seen. ‘My name is Sean Aloysius Patricus Ryan, of Sean A.P. Ryan and Associates Security Consultants.’ He smiled manically. ‘Though you can call me Commodore Ryan, since I’m taking your fleet. Nice to meet you. You’re going to jail.’ Barre smiled.