They all looked preoccupied and purposeful as they flowed down the corridor. A few greeted Kay but none of them stopped.Kay took a few turns, stepped ...hrough several hatches and then climbed a narrow set of stairs to the next level. This level was painted a different color, a soft pink. The corridors were not so crowded. Just when Ferro thought they had walked the entire length of the ship, Kay stopped in front of a nondescript door and knocked.The door opened and Kay put her hands out in front. He didn't have much muscle at all or fat for that matter. He was a walking stick. The apron he was wearing prevented me from seeing if he was truly thin and if his ribs were visible."Hi Patrick," I said grabbing an apron for myself."Hi Greg," said Patrick offering his hand.I shook his hand and appraised the cooking situation."You want me to take over?" I asked."Nah, this is actually kinda fun," said Patrick."You are a guest today," I said."Nonsense," said Patrick. "I'm fine." You're just. As he inserted a finger in my arse to add to the mountains of pleasure. I was feeling as this was happening. I really do like this full feeling, every girl should have this daily I think to myself. His hands grabbed my hips as he started to thrust into me deeper and harder. Meanwhile I pulled gently on his friend’s penis as I swallowed him completely into my throat. He started to thrust into my mouth, pulling his cock to my lips, then back down my throat. “Fuck, I’m cumming,’ he groaned as the. I’d been unprofessional in the extreme and Callie was paying the price for my mistake. Fuck! What an idiot!I replayed the conversation with Lucas Smith. Something he’d said bothered me. It took a while before I got it. He’d asked for the microdot and two memory sticks. Two!Pride rushed through me. Trust Callie, the hardheaded, opinionated, stubborn girl that she was, to lie convincingly! Maybe there was hope. I had three.An email icon flashed, drawing my attention to the monitor. I clicked on.