" "Why?" "Could have been deliberate sabotage, I suppose," I thought out loud."Or she could have been trying to get away from something." "What could ...e out here that would chase a ship in there?" Andie asked. I could see the answer form in her mind as it did in mine while Iquietly voiced it. "Another ship." "Oh god, I hope not." She breathed like it was real prayer. Maybe itwas. "Amen to that." I'd been doing more than a little praying myself there. * * * . I sucked on it, tasting salt from a dribble of liquid which came out of the tip. I had never given a blowjob before, so I didn't know what to do besides suck.With a frustrated sound Dad grabbed my head and started to thrust into my mouth. I did my best not to choke as his cock hit the back of my throat repeatedly. Within a few seconds Dad grunted and a torrent of hot, thick liquid blasted into my mouth. Some of it went directly down my throat. Some spilled out from the sides of my mouth.Another. Somehow, the universe had flipped upside down. Her brilliant mind was now inside Paris's undisciplined MALE body. She reached for her Borg implants instinctively. They were gone. She was truly on her own for the first time since the Borg had implanted themselves into her life.Tom spoke first with Seven's contralto voice. He spoke with more passion than she ever used."We seemed to have swapped bodies."Seven used Paris's face to frown. "That much is obvious. The question is, what do we do about. She was a Filled Slut, a Procreating Slut, a Lost-in-the-Feeling-of-Accepting-the-Cum Slut.Breathe. Breathe. Do Your Job. The two leaned against the window for what seemed like forever before The Mystery Man gingerly lifted himself off of her, and allowed her the space to move. Clara #6 became Clara #7, an embarrassed Clara, an overly shy Clara. A Bad Man would feel bad for this elaborate plot, and how he essentially tricked her into thinking you were a Desirable Man. A Bad Man would see the.