As she removed her clothes, she did something that she could not recall having done for many years. She stood in front of the mirror and viewed her na...ed body critically. Her breasts had acquired little droop, her belly maybe had a slight swell, but was acceptably level, and her thighs remained strong.She could be quite pleased with what she saw but still could not reconcile herself to why she should be viewing herself in this way. There was only one obvious reason, and that was Dan Carney, but. Not knowing what Zovak and his students were up to, I decided to findand join them. I exited Zovak's data station. The hallway wasunusually quiet. I quickly concluded that wherever Zovak and his crewwere, it wasn't here; the entire deck appeared to be unmanned. I mademy way back to the lift which immediately opened, almost as if it hadbeen waiting for me. I entered the lift and, not knowing the properRomulan command for the bridge, I said nothing. The lift doorsclosed. From the lights. Then you pull open her panty drawer. I rummage around while noticing the tent in your grey sweatpants.I find a black spandex thong that feels so nice and pull it out. You leave to refill our wine glasses while I change. When you return, I'm kneeling beside the bed with her things on. You can see my thick bear cock jabbing out from inside the black spandex thong.Setting down the wine glasses, you walk up to me. I grab the front of your sweatpants, and tugging them down pull out your stiff. He was a wonderful step-dad and the three of us lived happily ever after.Well, not quite 'ever after'. Just when I was finishing high school, I came home one night after a date with Mitchell. I was all bubbly, because I had told Mom that I had planned to let Mitchell take my cherry, and it had happened. Oh, he was such a gentle lover. From Mom I expected a smile and a big hug. Instead her face never reacted.Did you ever have one of those situations where you knew exactly what someone was going.