Gone was the simple typing of ‘oh baby, oh baby, I’m gonna cum.’ Instead, Fred had asked her to engage a more cerebral effort to the conversatio.... Anyone could write, ‘Fuck me, baby.’ He had just offered the opportunity to engage all of the senses in a simple statement of ‘Tell me how.’ For the next half hour Cherise wrote how her fingers would caress the smoothness of his skin, how her tongue would envelop his shaft. This was such a different experience for her that she relished the idea of. Orwas it? I thought I had brown eyes with thicker eyebrows and a fairlylarge nose.No, surely this was my face. How silly was I to think that the facelooking back at me could not be my own? As I watched the mirror, my hairchanged color from black to brown, then from brown to red. While thiswas happening, the hair was growing longer, curling itself, and stoppingat the middle of my back. But wait, wasn't it always like this? "Ofcourse," I thought, "I've always had long, curly red hair. And look,. You’ll need to help Frieda. She’s never been in space before. The bonded cargo is first.”I helped Frieda calculate our next jump. Neither one of us had actually done this job before so did what we had studied and pray it was right. Ships normally take several short to medium hyper jumps. With longer jumps you stand a higher chance of hitting something. Most people think that space is empty. There is a lot of debris and junk floating between solar systems, you never jump inside a solar system. I kissed him back and he went into high drive, pumping wildly and I responded in kind. This was fucking at its best, or so I thought at the time. Suddenly, the heat inside of me built to an intolerable intensity. I was going to cum! Only I didn’t. But I did feel his fingers against my sopping crotch, rubbing in search of my clit. I sent a hand to help him locate the tiny nub; he rubbed it several times and I erupted into a blazing inferno and came! Unlike my previous sexual encounters, Kurt.