Hopefully, as soon as the NUSS Ulster returned, a second drive would be ready for installation. Shae reminded everyone that both drives would have to ...e manufactured, as the one on her shuttle was not big enough for the large ships.Shamus then asked how long the shuttle could sustain life for. Shae said for about one week, but wanted to know why. Shamus said if that were the case, why not send the shuttle to the solar systems where the colonies were, to find out their status. Not to make. I took my backpack off my shoulder, opened it and started looking for something to read just to distract me. After a few moments, everyone went back to normal.A little while later, the school bell sounded. Everyone started making their way into the school. I went straight to the reception desk to ask where I had to go. On approaching the desk, I noticed a group of girls chatting and giggling between themselves.I said to the lady, who reminded me of the Britain’s Got Talent winner Susan Boyle,. “Now why would I want to do a silly thing like that when we both know you want me here?” The confidence in his voice was maddening; my pussy was absolutely pulsing with need for him. Maybe just this once I could deny him, deny my own desires for him. “No… You shouldn’t…. We can’t… Mmmmhmmm….” He took my face gently in his hands and kissed me. A deep, passionate, lustful kiss. A lover’s kiss. A kiss I shouldn’t have been having with this man. A kiss I gladly participated in. My sheer white. He would be fine, no loss of reasoning, motion or speech, but would end up medically retiring later that year.The new CSM was a no-nonsense, recent Sergeant Major Academy graduate and walked and talked like a recruiting poster. Blond hair, Blue eyes, about 6 foot, 3 inches tall and a lean, mean fighting machine. Quite the contrast to my short, squat, heavy-set, troll-like exterior. As my go-to-guy in all enlisted and NCO matters, we were spending a lot of time together, building critical.