As of now, it would almost be impossible to gain the total trust of his ship. Eric was effectively marooned on this planet, until such time as he coul... prove his fitness to resume command of CCS-14.The Protocol (24-3-12/A) had just acquired an additional suffix (R), which told his ship to limit contact with him even further. Previously, he was just forbidden physical access to his ship. Now he would have to work even harder, just to speak and interact with it.For the most part, all Coalition. I mentioned my own fondness for Pablo Neruda, and recited "Tonight I Can Write," for her. We talked of politics, Lauren revealing a social bleeding heart with a surprising libertarian economic bent. We shared "most embarrassing moment," stories and laughed until our sides hurt. We talked about musicals, which I enjoyed and which Lauren had a passion for as well. More than once during her Idol competition, she said, the acerbic Simon Cowell had labeled her performance "too Broadway" and she said. She arrived toward mid-morning wearing a skirt, fishnet stockings, and a thing that looked like a corset except the ties were just decoration. Cameron realized with a start that this was her idea of dressing up. Were they going on a date? He complimented her, making her blush. Even if straps and leather didn’t really appeal to him, she really did look good.Raven sat down carefully on the couch, avoiding the most awful spring. She folded her legs under her and checked over Cameron’s ingredients. Just the thought of the life she wouldsoon inherit turned her on no end. She pushed the button that raised theprivacy screen between her and Charles. She unzipped the tight skirt andwiggled out of it, revealing the lace stocking tops hooked to the garterbelt and the white silk briefs. She quickly pulled down the panties andbegan rubbing her clitoris. Charles might object to her getting the seatsdirty, but that would change real soon. She lay down across the back seatsand began pleasuring.