And we proceeded to masturbate each other. The thermostat turned the air conditioner off, and it was dead quiet in the room, except for our breathing... the squishy sounds we made as we masturbated each other, and the few words we exchanged to maximize the intensity of our arousal. She moaned, "a little deeper... twist it the other way..." I moaned, "tighter... concentrate on the head..." She came first, her pelvis humping, her face scrunched shut, a long demanding groan coming from deep in. I want you completely naked.” She locked eyes with my while she said it, and I broke the stare to look down at the floor while I removed my socks. I could tell by her voice she was annoyed to have to tell me that. When I finished peeling them off, I just stood there, hands by my side, alternating looking at her pretty--but now stern--face, her hot body, and the floor.“I’d like to see a picture of your wife,” Dr. White said. I wasn’t sure what that had to do with anything, but I fished my phone. Marisol had gotten into the habit of locking her door lately, so Anna knocked and quietly called her name. Her sister padded over to the door, opened it a crack and peered around the edge of the door. “Aren’t you dressed yet?” she hissed at her sister in mock indignation, and barged in. She loved catching her sister in a compromising situation, but was totally unprepared for the sight that met her eyes as she blew past the door. And Anna was speechless. That morning changed everything between. I had some discussions with the ship’s doctor, who turned out to be a very good linguist and an even better geneticist. Ku-aya is human, of course, and we were reasonably certain she’s actually from Earth, too.”“I don’t understand all of it, but we sent our test results to Doctor Faith Ozawa. She was able to confirm that Ku-aya’s DNA is a close match for people from Iraq and Iran. She was also able to confirm that the child Ku-aya is carrying has DNA that is certainly human, but is equally.